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, check out
I ain't even in right now, ah, so a message at the beap

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

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

Man, what you talkin'
I was at that studio nigga, all night
Man let's go get some 40s, bitches, man, do somethin'
Hey, hey, fuck, you gonna 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'
While I drop shit have your mind turnin' black
Nigga, I God damn necks, when I drop verses
And your sight from the shit that I recite

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

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

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

So step the back and you can't afford to sleep
my shit gets deep

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

'Cause I flossers and I hate braggers
I hate short stoppers and I hate
On the real, niggaz be wanna free it pass
So they can your shit and jack your ass

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

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

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

My shit backed up for days and days
It's hard to sleep, my shit is too
Well, how in the hell am I gonna deal new niggaz
That be comin', hollerin' wolf and put out shit yet

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

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

'Cause I just give a fuck
'Cause I get in a baby mode
Bitch slappin' niggaz with my
I insist I'm a hell of a lyricist

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

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