Luyện nghe bài hát Lbc Thang

They say
What,

Once upon a time, not ago
[Incomprehensible] way befoe da dayz, I wuz known to
I wuz straight luv in da beach
Hugz frum da freaks, even by tha thugz wit da

Now it seem, da hole damn dun switched up
Used ta put our up, see hoo lip git bust
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 hatin' wen we on dis G thang
Now game, it's about ta be da next century
It about life witout da penitentiaries

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

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

We pushin' da real da LBC
Dirty D, Reeseka an' Big
C-Dogg on da switch dis is Eastside good
Beach City to da fullest wut chall dis wuz

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

Y'all deserve it, I'm swervin' in da now
I wish all my dead homeboyz see me now
I'm driftin' back how it wuz
But all dis muney kan't bring da homies up

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

I rememba wen my nigga Fay wuz lockd
We used to tell him how we dreamed about payd
An' now we trips 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 makin' mission
But my Mom's at da house wishin'
That I roll out 'cuz she know sumthin' wrong
So I anutha git frum da bomb

I da house ta git wit dis gangsta hits
Doggs an' locs git ready ta a grip
Dirty frum insane 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 still on everythang that I did
Let me put my thangs up, I ta raise me a kid

Baby Goldie gunna have it jus like
Let me git my rite, homie, don't playa hate me
Light it up, blaze it up, no need fo' chokin'
Eastside, Long Beach, 'fo we West

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