Luyện nghe bài hát Micc Check

Yeah, fo' you trick ass niggaz in 95.
Ha, b.g. out and gangsta dre'sta
fo' life, fools.

Micc - 1,2 - what a nigga - gon do
When the 165 run upon you?
Yeah, you know you gon bow down like a
'cause you niggaz can't fuck 5 or the 6.

[ b.g.]
the cpt inside my g wit my mask on
Ready to catch these slippin' so dat I can blast on
They ass for shootin' my homie the other fuckin' day, g.
fucked up but fuck dat, them niggaz now gots to pay, g.
I'm headin' up to the where they be chillin', so now I'm dippin'
Oh, ya know, these niggaz standin' on the corner slippin'.
I around the block and I hopped out my g so
I and crawled, I crawled and crept on my knees until I got close
probably would have seen me if they wasn't so faded.
Fuck , run upon the crowd, pulled out my gat and I sprayed it.
Niggaz are runnin' and bailin' until I a few drop like
Broke around the corner, took off my mask and then I hopped
Into my g, which stand on the scene before I the sirens.
on my bitch all from the way so I can collect all my ends.
Took the g and dumped it but I had to the strap, too.
It was my chance so I did what I had to.

[2x]

Hyh, I'm sick and asleep, waking up to sweaty sheets
Stressin' the mess and all the pressures on the streets
I pack my heat everywhere a nigga step
the thoughts dat have crept about death as I slept.
Sheltered in my madness, about mo' killin'
And never seem to wake until I see some spillin'.
Dealin' witta stuff's ruff on a young mind
Everybody dying criminals to one-times
If we believin' dat the bible say
Shit, we be everyday.
But I don't feel right, I feel angry and
'cause I'm dreamin' about flesh ripped from my chest.
Down another nigga, down goes another
Respect to my brotha, rest in piece, bam, I ya.
Man, it's a trip to see you and I'm alone
You would me to carry on so I gots to be strong.
If only I had known or had a clue who did dat
I I'll take diz here gat and split dat nigga'z wig back
I to see some niggaz do some dirt to some kin of me
Fuckin' loc is fin? to be on my enemy.
Niggaz know what's happenin', I through yo hood wit my strap in my lap and
to start blastin', you trick ass niggaz.

Chorus:

Micc - 1,2 - whatchu marks gon do?
Micc check - 1,2 - bustaz gon do?
Micc check - 1,2 - whatchu gon do?
check - 1,2 - whatchu niggaz gon do?
Micc check - 1,2 - fools gon do?
Micc - 1,2 - what ad pound gon do?
Micc check - 1,2 - hoochies gon do?
Micc check - 1,2 - whatchu wanna do?