Luyện nghe bài hát Muthin' But A G Thang

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

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

Aint but a g thang, baaaaabay!
Two loced out gs so craaaaazay!
Death row is the label paaaaays me!
Unfadable, so please dont try to fade this [hell

But, uh, to the lecture at hand
is perfected, so Im a let em understand
From a gs perspective
And before me dig out a I have ta find a contraceptive
You know she could be earnin her man,
And learnin her man, and at the same burnin her man
Now you I aint wit that shit, lieutenant
Aint no pussy enough to get burnt while Im up in it
Now realer than real-deal holyfield
And now all you hookas and hos how I feel
Well if its good enough to get off a proper chunk
Ill take a small piece of of that funky stuff

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

Dr

Im peepin, and Im creepin, and Im creep-in
But I damn near got caught, cause my beeper kept
Now its time for me to make my impression
So sit back, relax, and strap on seatbelt
You never been on a ride like befo
With a producer who can rap and control the
At the same time with the dope rhyme I kick
You know, and I know, I flow some ol funky
To add to my collection, the
Symbolizes dope, take a toke, but choke
If ya do, ya have no
O what me and my homey dogg came to do

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

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

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

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

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