Luyện nghe bài hát Gunfiyah

[Verse 1: Dr.
Now there ever be a day that my niggas won't ride for me? For me?
Nah, nah, nah
And will ever be a day that your bitch won't slide with me? Homie?
Nah, nah, nah
And will it ever be a day that your ain't up when a nigga on stage
I rollin' up haze in the studio for days just to work for a wage
Now I'm on, fuckin' paid in mothafucka
Who got a hit just like this? And got heart and like this?
failed, 20 years and he still got grip like this
And got with a super hot bitch like this
You time tryna get like this
I wrote a script this, I'm on some shit like...
I'm at home on the track, nigga, this my
Try to my clip, you might get hit and divided

[Refrain: Dr.
Uh, kill shit, I'ma about it
Laid out the chalk around him
Came back as kings, came back with
What if we fall? I never thought it, nigga

Gunfire, gunfire, nah, nah, nah
Run at yah, run at yah, nah, nah, nah
We for yah, come for yah, nah, nah, nah
Set fire to my
Fuck a rasclaat, our enemies
Mi got a few worth a hundred keys
say they waan ride, mi say, "Pussy, please"
Pussy boy worried me
[?] streets
Nuh the police pon me
A hundred in these streets
Pussy boy, now I walk weed

Dr. Dre]
Uh, shit, I'ma talk about it
Laid out the chalk around him
Came as kings, came back with rings
What if we fall? I never about it, nigga

2: Dr. Dre]
How you C.E.O.? D.R.E
What a nigga he could try to be
Uh, even though I'm from a place
got TECs, don't mean technology
Grew up 'round niggas, real camaraderie
Plus Crip niggas on the side of me
But I'm the only nigga that I ever to be
Winner never sins, you know these niggas of me
Not to it if you want crap shootin' in home
Where a nigga came from, my life
a nigga made hits while my homies flipped bricks
Lot of them ain't here, complain
Tried to 9 to the 5
You alive if you ain't not willin' to die
The lower the low, the higher the
Do or you don't, you or you fly
I mean you or die, nigga

Dr. Dre]
Uh, kill shit, talk about it
Laid out the chalk around him
Came back as kings, came back with
What if we I never thought about it, nigga

Gunfire, gunfire, nah, nah, nah
Run at yah, run at yah, nah, nah, nah
We come for yah, for yah, nah, nah, nah
Set fire to my
Fuck a rasclaat, our enemies
Mi got a few worth a hundred keys
Them say they ride, mi say, "Pussy, please"
Pussy boy worried me
[?] streets
Nuh call the pon me
A hundred keys in these
Pussy boy, now I with weed