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 check - 1,2 - a nigga - gon do
When the 165 crew run you?
Yeah, you know you gon bow down a bitch
you niggaz can't fuck witta 5 or the 6.

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

Chorus

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

Chorus:

Micc check - 1,2 - whatchu gon do?
Micc check - 1,2 - whatchu gon do?
check - 1,2 - whatchu bitches gon do?
Micc - 1,2 - whatchu niggaz gon do?
check - 1,2 - whatchu fools gon do?
Micc check - 1,2 - what ad gon do?
Micc check - 1,2 - hoochies gon do?
Micc check - 1,2 - whatchu niggaz do?