Luyện nghe bài hát Got Beef

[snoop
Yeah, yeah,
another one of those...
Snoop d-o-double g, l.t. thangs
Yeah, we all off up in the hills about now
about two in the morning!
I got big c-style on the
Eastside!!! it way real
dogg, lbc

Chorus: snoop (repeat 4x)

If you got beef, dpg,
Then at me, the d-o-g

charlie wilson, snoop

[c. w.] any any problems you can holla at my dogg....
[s. d.] holla,
[c. w.] at my dogg, you could holla at my dogg, ohhhhh
Any problems any you could holla at my dogg,
Holla at my dogg, at my dogg, heeeeey heeeeeeey

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[jayo
The life I
The average nigga would broke down a long time ago
Try to bang in a and get slumped like the crow
Anyday now, we gonna run at my nigga them killas is
We see it all like night owls and we on the prowl
don't wanna see me shine again
They fuckin' with my again
But as as I finish this heineken
I gotta go get my nine
(it got a on it from a party don't it? )
Yeah I tryin' to slang it, but don't nobody want it
They help you with band-aids, we comin' with grenades,
You ain't seen this niggas in your life with diamonds and braids
I'm from the home where they get sprayed and related raids
Fuck y'all, start bangin' after "colors" was made
Let's c-walk to that, and give me no hassle
Cause I come from one of the worst in paso

[tray
It no mystery you dissin' me you dissin' my clique
And ain't no question we come steppin' to get in your shit
So why you like a bitch? puttin' your business on wax
When we could scrap or slap a clip, if you wanted to
See in the pen we got a for niggas runnin' they yap
Sale soldiers, 'em up with somethin' up in they back
Handles ours, scars, shackles, guards and all
And we the last niggas standin' once start to fall
Make the call, or it, just kick off the brawl
'cause I'm ridin' my doggs, win, lose, or draw
Dogg pound insane, neighborhood gangin' it
And every that I hang with down to bang
Full pull mines and I gots to bust
Fuck a pass, when I mash, anybody get
So make my name just like a dick in your mouth
And watch the way you on my nuts you spittin' it out

Repeat

Chorus

[sylk e.
You got a muthafuckin' problem with my niggas you got one with me
It's the s to the y, the l, just three keys
As I flee, to the l.t.'s, to make the magic
It's those that talk, and those that shit happen
So what'cha say? you wanna spit? you got
D.p the heat, straight to the street
west, I make the mission complete
Therefore them bitches who that shit
Be them bitches gettin' they ass beat

[snoop
Now don't come round here fuckin' us
'cause on the real homeboy, we'll be you up
And to you bitches who be thinking could slide by
With punk shit, bitch, biddity bye bye
I a bitch up faster than I do a nigga
See to me, most bitches is women but bitch a nigga
We got rules and codes, g's and
and foes, ride or get rode on

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[snoop
Nigga, nigga,