Luyện nghe bài hát Live from Compton 'saturday Night'

Yeah, who
Yo, Hutch man, oh, what's up?
What up nigga, happenin'? Yeah, check this out
I ain't even in right now, ah, so leave a message at the

get back, peace, yo what's up man, it's me, man
Pick up the phone,
Hutch man, what's up?
Hey, what's up dog? Hey nigga what time is,

Hey, I don't know, man, I'm just man, I was just callin'
To see what's poppin', man, what's goin'
Nigga I'm to rest, dog
Aww, man Saturday n shit and you talkin' about

Man, you talkin' about
I was at that motherfuckin' nigga, all night
Man let's go get 40s, bitches, somethin' man, do somethin'
Hey, hey, fuck, what you do
Aw, aw it's like Ren, Ren up?
Aw nigga, gonna hang up on a nigga,

Come on and step on in, no turnin'
I drop shit that have your mind turnin' black
Nigga, I break God damn necks, when I drop
And blind your sight from the shit I recite

Live Compton it's Saturday night
But ain't no joke, 'cause I don't play shit
Niggaz you I ain't no motherfuckin' comic
Droppin' street knowledge, plus a nigga

they do the hoochie boogie for a fuck
But that shit don't be
I'm rollin' in my truck, the farthest they get is a big wheel
For real and bitch-made-niggaz get caps peeled

I walk, puts a hole in the floor, with the steel toe
As if you didn't know, now that you nigga act like you knew
And if you continue trippin', you
I'm walkin' with my niggaz with the help of 187 on tight ass track

So step the hell back and you afford to sleep
Because my shit deep

Okay, time for me to rustle more shit, to the fullest
Every that I'm spit, get cha lit
Get cha lifted, get cha as you wanna go
Breakin' fools off that floss your gold

'Cause I hate and I hate braggers
I hate short and I hate laggers
On the real, niggaz be free kick it pass
So they can beat your and jack your ass

I 'em 187 times to try
But on the real, they off committin' suicide
Slide me the tech Ren, so I can 'em
That I'm not to be and not to be fucked with

And definitely not motherfucker
They wanna press they luck
I keep it goin' and if I get mad enough
I shoot whole fuckin' set up

And don't say I warn ya
It ain't funny when you be a by the corner
187 be the keeper
'Cause where I'm from, the shit deeper

My shit gets backed up for days and
It's hard to sleep, my is too deep
Well, how in the hell am I gonna deal new niggaz
That be comin', hollerin' and ain't put out shit yet

Rollin' down the in my 4 5 0
Throwin' wack niggaz out my window
'Cause rarely do I see niggaz be comin' with that funky ass shit
make you say fuck ay, go shoot a nigga down

But here comes black nigga that they call Ren
niggaz go and act crazy again
Niggaz be fools for the hell of it
Some down old niggaz better not come way

'Cause I just don't give a
'Cause I get in a baby gangsta
Bitch slappin' niggaz with my
'Cause I I'm a hell of a lyricist

But my in the street
Killin' playa haters over some wicked ass
Me and my niggaz and get your ass
Then me and my beat up on that ass

'Cause me and my niggaz, nigga love the
When the gets deep, it gets deep