Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Left [Explicit]

Dogg, up, mane?
Word on the streets is you ain't what you to be

I gang bang to the
A lot of niggas talk about it but really don't do it, do they?
So I'm doin' it for
Marco, I bust, I'ma ruin it for
Stomp that, strap up, up
And get it with the slapper, jacker
Smacker, Nah nigga, that ain't me
Gangsta? Yeah nigga, can't you
Rider, like the on my Chevrolet
West Coast, motherfucker, the only way
homie, what you say?
Home of the Wook, Wok and
A lot of homies to J
But of 'em prefer to shoot the K
Yeah, the good life
And where we from, loc, that's the hood life
you mama and daddy
Told to set up out the room while they swingin' the
That's on the set, tats on they
Streets sweet with the heat, yep, stay on deck
I'm dazed and blazed, no confusin', I'm
how I was raised
I bring that out and bag it up, no
it out and let it up and bang that out
This Crips,

crazy, cuz
You know my life, I wanted to be a gangsta, mane
I used to see my OG home at King Park
Ridin' on bikes but came with they flags on the end
See Stacey Adams, fine
That was fast and late

The Miles Davis of and crack slangin'
a fresh rock, run 'em with blocks in 'em
Fresh out the county, I'm 'em
Moved on up and a continental, nigga, I'm knockin' it
Now I'm rockin' it, '61 it
If ridin' by, my nigga, we cockin' it
We poppin' on imposters, fake ass
East side niggas, no stoppin' us
My is treachery
The in me, nigga, the West to be
A better for the one of Ace
Put a 9 millimeter in your fuckin'
And let you say your before you have a taste
Of reality, set in, yeah, your fate
Now your at your funeral
Plottin' on some get
But you can't get 'cause nigga, you dated
Another sad story
And usually with the territory
No nuts, no
No pain, no
Life for a nigga up in the game
This thang
Drinkin', sell a cocaine
Get up for a minute now we in it to win it
Now know me
They watchin' the of a real OG

Yeah, they say if you watch somethin' enough, you'll become it
You know, say imitation is the best form of flattery
what I was told
A lot of niggas is imitatin' me 'cause real shit
You ain't cut it
You

Yeah, all the white folk
While stayin' on the note
And you can quote me if you to
Don't say you will do, nigga, what you gon' do?
I'm in the flesh
Caught him on Imperial five in his chest
in the west
It's everyday cycle, you never know might go blam
And how you me now?
'til you slip, Mr. Big Bow Wow
Yeah, my chance to prance
I got ants in my pants and I needs to
I go for broke, no
I gotta put my drink down, I'm C walk, loc
See i'ma off, break off
And make off with the
At the pad with, a lil bitch, she super bad

Gangsta,

Snoop
48
C's up,
Shoot or shout out to my boys
30
Yeah, shit
All my niggas on the East
6-0's, Eight Tray,
Street, all my niggas in Compton
And the side, ya dig?
Nutty

Oh, can't forget Long Beach niggas
side the same
Rollin 20
Street
West side, you know hatnin'
Saten Day, West
North side on the
All hood,
Crip