Luyện nghe bài hát Gunfiyah

[Verse 1: Dr.
Now will ever be a day that my niggas won't ride for me? For me?
Nah, nah, nah
And will there ever be a day that your bitch slide with me? Homie?
Nah, nah, nah
And it ever be a day that your hands ain't up when a nigga on stage
I been rollin' up haze in the studio for just to work for a wage
Now I'm on, fuckin' in this mothafucka
Who got a hit just like this? And got heart and like this?
Never failed, 20 years and he got grip like this
And got kids a super hot bitch like this
You spendin' time get like this
I wrote a script like this, I'm on some like...
I'm at home on the track, nigga, this my
Try to my clip, you might get hit and divided

Dr. Dre]
Uh, kill shit, talk about it
Laid out the chalk around him
Came back as kings, came with rings
What if we fall? I never about 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 to my enemies
Fuck a rasclaat, those our
Mi got a few chains worth a keys
say they waan ride, mi say, "Pussy, please"
Pussy boy worried me
[?] hundred
Nuh call the pon me
A keys in these streets
Pussy boy, now I walk with

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

[Verse 2: Dr.
How you C.E.O.? D.R.E
What a dream he could try to be
Uh, even I'm from a place where
Niggas got TECs, don't technology
up 'round Blood niggas, real camaraderie
Plus Crip niggas on the other of me
But I'm the only nigga that I tried to be
Winner sins, you know these niggas tired of me
Not to it if you want crap in your home
Where a nigga came from, my life
'Cause a nigga hits while my homies flipped bricks
Lot of them ain't here, can't
to survive 9 to the 5
You ain't alive if you ain't not to die
The lower the low, the higher the
Do or you don't, you or you fly
I you ride or die, nigga

Dr. Dre]
Uh, kill shit, I'ma about it
Laid out with the chalk him
Came back as kings, came back rings
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
a rasclaat, those our enemies
Mi got a few chains a hundred keys
Them say waan ride, mi say, "Pussy, please"
boy never worried me
[?] hundred
Nuh the police pon me
A keys in these streets
Pussy boy, now I walk with