Luyện nghe bài hát Lookin' At You

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

Guess who's on the West Coast tracks?
the motherfuckin' messiah of gangsta rap
Still dip in the six fo', still on the same chronic
Haters mad I still got it

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

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

Keep rollin' like gold
Niggaz got the game fucked up like with a Coke chaser
You gotta deal with me, I'm the West Coast
Niggaz think of me every they six fo' scraper

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

The five star surgeon
Jayceon to the Aftermath Research Department
And him a blood test
It back 'G A M E Positive'

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

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

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

I done been to and back
Left for dead, you who to thank for that
my second LP without a Dr. Dre track
You can take my soul but take my plaques

I'm the motherfuckin' snare when it touch the
I'm the 808 drum that got you movin' your
I'm the to the throne after the D R E
Product of my

You old-ass 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 creased up Dickies

I'm D.O.C. certified, Ice 'Lynch'd' me
Snoop me and the good Doc handpicked me
You with me? Me and my mic
be separated like Interscope and hahahaha

Oh shit, this some ass motherfuckin' weed
That sticky green
This is the aftermath for the
West