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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause I flossers and I hate braggers
I hate short and I hate laggers
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, better off committin' suicide
Slide me the Ren, so I can show 'em
That I'm not to be trusted and not to be with

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

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

My shit gets 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

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

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

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

But my in the street
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 love the
When the shit gets deep, it deep