Luyện nghe bài hát Lbc Thang

They say
What,

Once a time, not long ago
[Incomprehensible] way da dayz, I wuz known to flow
I wuz showin' straight luv in da
Hugz da freaks, even by tha thugz wit da heats

Now it seem, da hole hood dun switched up
Used ta put our fists up, see hoo lip git
out da set as we sweat at da hutch
Come frum out of bounds, mess around, git

So tell me, up wit dis LBC thang?
Homies homies wen we on dis G thang
Now peep game, it's about ta be da century
It ain't about life witout da

It git ta be a damn at times
Knowin' we da strongest wen combine
da nine, dub an' insane for life
West an' North side keep it rite

Let's all togetha, leave that bull alone
(Long Beach, Beach)
I'm of playin' games, man, wuts goin' on?
We all shood luv one another, put da guns
An' kick it with each otha on dis luvly

We da real about da LBC
D, Reeseka an' Big Skrappy
C-Dogg on da 'cuz dis is Eastside good
Beach City to da wut chall thout dis wuz

I'm hallain' at my family, Brown frum da beach
He told me dat da hood wuz back at peace
So you me, I'ma throw us a feast
Fa all my homeboyz da muthafuckin' East

Y'all deserve it, I'm swervin' in da now
I wish all my homeboyz kood see me now
I'm driftin' thinkin' how it wuz
But all dis muney bring da homies back up

So take it for wut it wuz worth from da earth to da
We gunna do dis yo' head hurt
My time keeps away
Me an' my niggaz keep chippin'

I wen my nigga Fay wuz lockd away
We used to tell him how we dreamed gettin' payd
An' now we takin' while we mix alize
An' we du dis in da LBC way

Let's all come togetha, leave bull alone
(Long Beach, Beach)
I'm of playin' games, man, wuts goin' on?
We all luv one another, put da guns away
An' kick it with each otha on dis thang

You got me on da money makin'
But my Mom's at da house wishin'
That I don't out 'cuz she know sumthin' wrong
So I take anutha git da bomb

I leave da house ta git wit dis gangsta
an' locs git ready ta manage a grip
Dirty Dale frum an' lil Sag frum da dub
Dem of bruthas I gots ta giv 'em luv

Now wut dis sound
Me blastin' anyone of my foo dat ain't rite
I repent on everythang that I did
Let me put my thangs up, I ta raise me a kid

Baby Goldie gunna have it jus Spanky
Let me git my funds rite, homie, don't hate me
it up, blaze it up, ain't no need fo' chokin'
Eastside, Long Beach, 'fo we Coast

all come togetha, leave that bull alone
(Long Beach, Beach)
I'm tired of playin' games, man, wuts on?
We all luv one another, put da guns away
An' it with each otha on dis luvly thang