Luyện nghe bài hát Live from Compton 'saturday Night'

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

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 Hey nigga what time is, man?

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

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

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

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

Hoodrats they do the hoochie for a fuck
But that shit be workin'
When I'm rollin' in my truck, the farthest get is a big wheel
For real and get they caps peeled

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

So the hell back and you can't afford to sleep
Because my gets deep

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

me and my niggaz, nigga love the creep
When the shit gets deep, it gets