Luyện nghe bài hát Let's All Roll

I'm the S O U T H side of C A, why they try to P H
Still hit em up that E A, G A to N G S T A
So fuck them them N I double G A S
Hate the pops and the T A

Hang my crew blue strings in my shoes
Mary Jane and some while we swags in the coupe
I'm addicting to smacking
Tracks, Crenshaw Boulevard backing foes

L.A.'s and L.A.'s behind us
Gangsta, hoochies, essays and
D's still twisting, low low's still
Gangsta shit still dropping, still popping

Gang signs throwing up, body's still up
And O yea Time Bomb still blowing up,
When you got the L.A up in the place to be
with me

Let's all roll, throw it up if you me
I'm so cold, who am but G
The Dogg Pound stays the learn all heard
date me when stick before you get serve

You gangstas bang and gangsta slang
It's just an thang
Gangstas dip and gangstas trip
I'm the gangsta slip and this gangsta

I used bump brother the gangsta nip
nobody else was on the gangsta tip
Gangstas smoke sh room and gangsta perms
Gangstas listen and gangstas don't learn

rock braids and gangsta jerry curls
Gangsta's going over the world
Gangsta's go to jail, gangstas skip
Gangsta's make mail and gangsta's would fail

Gangsta's goin' on top
Because the gangsta is going to make the shit pop
Just homeboy you in the gangsta zone
thrown in California where the gangstas roll

Let's all roll, throw it up if you me
I'm so cold, who am but G
The Pound stays the learn all y'all heard
Please me when stick before you get serve

My nigga is an gangsta
'Cuz I'm an hood ster, an hood star I'm taking the far
The C posted up with the bullet loco blue rags
Smoking the bombing fluid and dumping on you fags

I and seen it all and I'm hoping you fall
looking at my nuts until I get crip ball
I'm still striving, yeah ya is about what I'm driving
Your is going me more, pedal to the floor

Fuck an navigator, I can flip ten gators in my living room
If you can't to that give me room
Had an tourney 89' but bitch made me mine
See the mother fucker ran on that biz state of

For I did the crime, had to run one time
And you my dick in your mouth in one time
I you in the butt and crip walk your liver
While I rich roll on the

Caught up in the land of time
Back off mine, I'm mad I'm an hard line
An hard cat hard raps and hard rhymes
I hardly pay to rap

My mine say hard serve to an bitch ain't no crime
soft to hard dime, chicken way I flip mine
Hard hit and rip canines, hit hard heads with no spine
March and start to mine

Big D let me that bitch and you fuck mine
Off hard is harder than wine Knoc-Turnal comes through overtime
When I die build me an shrine all is all is in my mind
I ain't to speak yet, until that time

Let's throw it up, it up
Let 'em know, out in the west let it gold
throw it up, throw it up
Let 'em know, out in the west represent let it