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 won't with me? Homie?
Nah, nah, nah
And will it ever be a day that your ain't up when a nigga on stage
I been rollin' up haze in the studio for days just to for a wage
Now I'm on, fuckin' paid in this
Who got a hit just like this? And got heart and rich this?
Never failed, 20 years and he still got grip like
And got kids with a super hot like this
You spendin' time get like this
I wrote a like this, I'm on some shit like...
I'm at on the track, nigga, this my shit
Try to spit my clip, you get hit and divided

Dr. Dre]
Uh, kill shit, I'ma about it
Laid out with the around him
Came back as kings, came back rings
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 to my enemies
Fuck a rasclaat, our enemies
Mi got a few chains worth a hundred
say they waan ride, mi say, "Pussy, please"
Pussy boy worried me
[?] hundred
Nuh call the pon me
A hundred keys in these
Pussy boy, now I walk with

[Refrain: Dr.
Uh, shit, I'ma talk about it
out with the chalk around him
Came back as kings, back with rings
What if we I never thought 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 Blood niggas, camaraderie
Plus Crip niggas on the side of me
But I'm the only nigga I ever tried to be
Winner never sins, you know these tired of me
Not to it if you want shootin' in your home
Where a nigga came from, my changed
'Cause a made hits while my homies flipped bricks
Lot of them here, can't complain
Tried to 9 to the 5
You alive if you ain't not willin' to die
The lower the low, the the high
Do or you don't, you or you fly
I you ride or die, nigga

Dr. Dre]
Uh, kill shit, talk about it
out with the chalk around him
Came 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 come for yah, for yah, nah, nah, nah
Set to my enemies
Fuck a rasclaat, those our
Mi got a few chains worth a hundred
say they waan ride, mi say, "Pussy, please"
Pussy boy worried me
[?] hundred
Nuh the police pon me
A hundred keys in these
boy, now I walk with weed