Luyện nghe bài hát Lookin' At You

Walkin' down the in my All Stars
In my suit, doin' what I do
Walkin' the street, smokin' chronic
In my locs, lookin' at you

who's back on the West Coast tracks?
It's the motherfuckin' of gangsta rap
Still dip in the six fo', still puffin' on the same
mad 'cause I still got it

I never fall off, even the Doc
You niggaz sellin' soul tryin' to stay on top
nigga, check your Kotex
You niggaz ain't shit like the hand on a fake-ass Rolex

I'm five million sold, the cover of my last
The only time you see me sittin' on
I'm the most anticipated, celebrated
Most loved and the motherfuckin' hated

rollin' like gold Daytons
Niggaz got the game up like Hennessey with a Coke chaser
You deal with me, I'm the West Coast savior
Niggaz think of me time they six fo' scraper

What do you a nigga who's overbearin'
Belligerent, foul, defiant and very
You call that the Doctor's Advocate
a reflection of Dr. Dre in his hay day in the worst way

The five surgeon general
Took Jayceon to the Aftermath Research
And gave him a blood
It came 'G A M E Positive'

The nigga's infected with the game
His oratorical skills are so
niggaz in the streets call him Cyrus
The young don who is with violence
'Cause in his heart, he's a

not a game, it's just called The Game
There'll be no referees, no half reports
When the game is over, The Game is
You can't put a in the machine
And get three mo' min', the end

I'll down the street in my All Stars
In my khaki suit, what I do
Walkin' down the street, chronic
In my black locs, at you

I done been to and back
Left for dead, you who to thank for that
Finished my second LP a Dr. Dre track
You can take my but can't take my plaques

I'm the motherfuckin' snare it touch the beat
I'm the 808 that got you movin' your feet
I'm the heir to the after the D R E
Product of my

You niggaz get ready for your early retirement
Before I let hip hop down
I run in the building a fireman
Who can out spit me when I'm high off
Throwin' back Patron shots in some creased up

I'm D.O.C. certified, Ice 'Lynch'd' me
Snoop stamped me and the Doc handpicked me
You still me? Me and my mic
Can't be separated like Interscope and

Oh shit, this some good ass weed
That California green
This is the for the Aftermath
Coast