Luyện nghe bài hát Gunfiyah

[Verse 1: Dr.
Now will there 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 won't slide with me?
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, paid in this mothafucka
Who got a hit just like this? And got and rich like this?
failed, 20 years and he still got grip like this
And got kids with a hot bitch like this
You spendin' time tryna get like
I wrote a script like this, I'm on some like...
I'm at home on the track, nigga, my shit
Try to spit my clip, you might get hit and

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

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, those our
Mi got a few chains a hundred keys
say they waan ride, mi say, "Pussy, please"
Pussy boy worried me
[?] streets
Nuh call the pon me
A keys in these streets
boy, now I walk with weed

[Refrain: Dr.
Uh, kill shit, talk about it
Laid out with the chalk him
Came back as kings, came back with
What if we fall? I thought about it, nigga

2: Dr. Dre]
How you C.E.O.? D.R.E
a nigga dream he could try to be
Uh, though I'm from a place where
Niggas got TECs, don't mean
up 'round Blood niggas, real camaraderie
Plus Crip niggas on the side of me
But I'm the only that I ever tried to be
Winner never sins, you know these niggas of me
Not to it if you crap shootin' in your home
Where a nigga came from, my changed
'Cause a nigga made hits while my homies bricks
Lot of them ain't here, complain
to survive 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 you ride or die, nigga

Dr. Dre]
Uh, kill shit, I'ma about it
Laid out the chalk around him
back as kings, came back with 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 for yah, come for yah, nah, nah, nah
Set to my enemies
a rasclaat, those our enemies
Mi got a few chains a hundred keys
Them say they ride, mi say, "Pussy, please"
boy never worried me
[?] hundred
Nuh the police pon me
A hundred keys in streets
Pussy boy, now I walk weed