Luyện nghe bài hát Keep It Gangsta

Yeah that gangsta always bangin'
Supafly you sick fa
We goin' show them how the Dogg Gangstaz bang and rock
Yeah......
Hey Sean bang this, turn it up, man
Let me talk ta these

verse 1:
Who you at, nigga?
You I got you
Look me up ta (Nazperatu?)
You'll neva get away we after ya
I drain MC's, Dracula
I take away your mind, body, and spirit
Vampirin', I mutilate words and lyrics
I injure verbs off herbs and spirits
I'm everywhere germs and spirits
You could here me everywhere, day and
birds and crickets
I got worth fourteen tickets
You ain't got no money, no ridaz, no or bitches
bullshittin', you ain't gotta lie ta kick it
Rolled up on nigga like, "Nigga what up?"
He said, "Ya name ain't Kurupt, nigga, ya is Bankrupt", huh!
First I did was just smirked and laughed
I over at Daz and then we whoooped his ass!
The present is the present and the past is the
And ta stay in the you should learn this fast
Dogg Pound is forever, you should this fast
Fo' we flash in a flash, n' macs, nigga

Daz- keep it gangsta
Kurupt- Bustaz banged on, ridaz pushin', that's you betta do, nigga
Daz- Just keep it
Kurupt- Cuz if ya don't, the millameters'll spark, and the end of the talk, we just...
Just keep it gangsta
Kurupt- All we know, the highs `n' lows is West Coast, muthafucka, muthafucka
Daz- keep it gangsta
Kurupt- ta me, D-P-G-C, a nigga fly cuz I just, keep, it, gangsta
Just keep it gangsta, nigga!

2nd Daz
40, grip it tight, AK on the back seat
Don't ask me shit, muhfuckaz don't me
And you, I like you too, so
This is what I'm do
ya ass seasick, just like tha flu
His temperature rise, and and surprisin' you
Niggaz on feel what I'm kickin'
niggaz sellin' that weight, yeah, pluck them chickens
Get it like ya give it, it how ya live it
And I'm full a that spinach the 20 inches spinnin'
When the click back
On the fa-rilla my nigga ya don't that
A mainside but I'm West Coast'd out
Pistol in my and a blunt in my mouth
is the (statue?) amount, nigga?
I'm about G's
And blastin' on rats, we about that
From a G-ass nigga, behind the mask, tha trigga
`em down, muhfucka what you figure?

repeat

3: Lady of Rage
I'm not the Dogg Gangsta crip
But I'm that chick from the Dogg Gangsta Click
And I'm tha chick dog these wankstaz quick
Big on that Dogg Pound gangsta shit
Now when I go
Ya'll need ta go get tha Sopranaz
Any mob, any gang, wear the bandanaz
Goin' let you know I bang from the gate
See these flows fuck it up like it was a a weight, now
In 'n state, I
`em outta shape, I
`em off my slate, I
`em off my plate, I
Squash kids, eat `em like sausages
Roll, my dogz at?
Here's a snausage? Here's a
For appetite of lyrical roughness
The toughtest, bustaz, still "can't touch this." [MC sample]
this shit, ya'll must of forgotten
I still give it to ya I gave his only begotten, son
Spit mo' shit than a little bit,
But the (fu-hah?)
I'm so over pissy
(??this unintelligible??)
Cuz lyrically and literally Rage strapped
big payback, (??)
If ya froggish in heat
But I don't just keep doggin' tha
Kapeesh? the the technique that I just freaked
I'm bringin' raw heat, have ta cook ya raw meat

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