Luyện nghe bài hát Hangman

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Hey yo, Wesstyle, up JS?
Let me get a hit off some of that marijuana
Here it is, you know iz gotsta be real high
When I'm ta jump in the cut
With some of G-punk shit

Baby, my people, take a ride me, come on

Yes, yes, the M.C.U.D.
the hed
Kickin vibes of
On a hop tip

Yeah, niggas hitch a white boys too
In the car with the hed crew, gonna do
On a mission of unity, in the '96, fuck you
If ya head ain't down with this

Trip hop for the of OC
my flows for by bros in HB
Land of the dancers, and sprakheads, the hydro, the X
And the sugar cubes for ya'llz

And an everyday thang
Black flys, head
Check khakis steady hang,
on my feet so I kick
Cuttin styles Calvin
I'm to go big

Comin' comin' long on G-punk trip
We got the funk on the chaos tip
Now, recognize when you see it
Got my niggaz at my back cold if I need it

Time, time, who got the
it up up, who got the soul?
Let it flow, I got nothin' to do
I'm 'bouta fuck wit you, it up wit you

Time time, who got the
Fuck it up, up, who got the
Let it flow, I got better to do
I got better to do

BC
Rock this

You see they be breakin' this
And they makin' the mold, ya know it
Yeah the story told, how the world is
Yet the man is
Expose the funky to let the truth unfold

Ya see me comin' and
Ya see me up
Ya see me comin' and
Ya see me out on top
I'm the brotha that you can't stop

I 'em off, so I break 'em off
I break 'em off, so I 'em off
I break 'em off, so I 'em off
Lord

My little brotha got caught with some in his pocket
My nigga the ghetto had no counsel to fight it
Probation, the
In through the out door another

Now ya doin time, no reason no
on your mind, betta get in like
Time on my side but I still got my pride
The hednigga is a soul

Time, time, who got the
it up up, who got the soul?
Let it flow, I got nothin' to do
I'm 'bouta fuck wit you, it up wit you

Time time, who got the
it up, up, who got the soul?
Let it flow, I got better to do
I got nothin' to do

I got nothin' to do
I got better to do
I got better to do
I got better to do
I got better to do

I break 'em off, so I 'em off
I break 'em off, so I 'em off
I 'em off, so I break 'em off

Smoke a phat joint ta

I'm a contenta, I'll a party
Till the roof come in
Yeah it's on fire, burnin' like some
In the had all night to simmer
White wakes up like dick be in her

I was fuckin' since ya had first Barbie
Easy bake oven you was pissin' in ya
Ain't shit you can do that ain't been
No, nothin's wrong you my girl
Ain't the one, the one