Luyện nghe bài hát Micc Check

Yeah, somethin' fo' you trick ass in 95.
Ha, b.g. knocc out and 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 fuck witta 5 or the 6.

[ b.g.]
the cpt inside my g wit my mask on
Ready to catch bustas slippin' so dat I can blast on
They ass for shootin' my homie the other fuckin' day, g.
They fucked up but fuck dat, niggaz now gots to pay, g.
I'm up to the spot where they be chillin', so now I'm dippin'
Oh, wouldn't ya know, these niggaz standin' on the slippin'.
I bumped around the and I hopped out my g so
I creeped and crawled, I crawled and crept on my knees until I got
They would have seen me if they wasn't so faded.
Fuck , run upon the crowd, pulled out my gat and then I it.
Niggaz are runnin' and bailin' until I watched a few drop
Broke around the corner, took off my mask and then I hopped
Into my g, which on the scene before I heard the sirens.
Slapped on my bitch all 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 only so I did what I had to.

Chorus

Hyh, I'm and goin' asleep, waking up to sweaty sheets
Stressin' from the mess and all the on the streets
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 seem to wake until I see some blood spillin'.
Dealin' witta stuff's kinda ruff on a mind
Everybody dying from criminals to
If we everything dat the bible say
Shit, we be everyday.
But I don't feel right, I feel angry and
'cause I'm dreamin' flesh bein' ripped from my chest.
Down goes another nigga, goes another
Respect to my brotha, rest in piece, bam, I ya.
Man, it's a to see you gone and I'm alone
You would want me to carry on so I to be strong.
If I had known or had a clue who really did dat
I swear I'll take diz here gat and split dat 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 start blastin', you ass niggaz.

Chorus:

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