Luyện nghe bài hát Muthin' But A G Thang

One, two, and to the fo
Snoop doggy and dr. dre are at the do
to make an entrance, so back on up
[cuase you know we bout had to rip up]

Gimme the microphone first, so I can bust like a
Compton and long beach together, now you know you in

nothin but a g thang, baaaaabay!
Two out gs so were craaaaazay!
Death row is the label paaaaays me!
Unfadable, so please dont try to this [hell yeah]

But, uh, back to the lecture at
Perfection is perfected, so Im a let em
From a young gs
And before me dig out a bitch I ta find a contraceptive
You never she could be earnin her man,
And her man, and at the same time burnin her man
Now you know I wit that shit, lieutenant
no pussy good enough to get burnt while Im up in it
Now thats realer real-deal holyfield
And now all you and hos know how I feel
Well if its good to get broke off a proper chunk
Ill take a small piece of some of funky stuff

Its like this and like that and like and uh
Its like that and like this and that and uh
Its like this and that and like this and uh
Dre, to the mic like a phantom

Dr

Well Im peepin, and Im creepin, and Im
But I damn near got caught, cause my beeper kept
Now its time for me to my impression felt
So sit back, relax, and strap on your
You never been on a ride this befo
With a who can rap and control the maestro
At the same time with the dope that I kick
You know, and I know, I some ol funky shit
To add to my collection, the
Symbolizes dope, take a toke, but choke
If ya do, ya no clue
O what me and my snoop dogg came to do

Its like this and like that and this and uh
Its like that and like this and like and uh
Its like this, and we got no love for those
So jus chill, til the episode

Fallin on that ass with a hellified gangsta lean
Gettin on the mic like a old batch o collard greens
Its the s, oh yes, the fresh n double o p
D o g y d o double g ya see
Showin much flex its time to wreck a mic
hos and clockin a grip like my name was dolomite
Yeah, and it quit
I think they in a mood for some g shit

So dre. [what up ]
We gotta give em what dey want that, g? ]
We gotta break em off somethin [hell
And its be bumpin [city of compton!]

Its where it takes place so Im a ask your
Mobbin like a mothafucka but I lynchin
Droppin the funky shit thats makin the sucka mumble
When Im on the mic, its a cookie, they all crumble
Try to get close, and your assll get
My homie doggy dogg has my back
let me slip, cause if I slip, then Im slippin
But if I got my nina, you know Im straight trippin
And Im a to put the rap down, put the mack down
And if your bitches talk shit, I have ta put the down
Yeah, and ya stop
I you Im just like a clock when I tick and I tock
But Im never off, always on, til the break
C o m p t o n, and the they call long beach
Puttin the strength
Like my homey d.o.c., no one can do it

Like this, that and and uh
Its like and like this and like that and uh
Its this, and we aint got no love for those
So jus chill, til the next