Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Left [Explicit]

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

I gang to the fullest
A lot of niggas talk about it but they really do it, do they?
So I'm it for y'all
Marco, I bust, ruin it for y'all
Stomp that, strap up, up
And get it with the slapper, jacker
Smacker, rapper? Nah nigga, that me
Gangsta? Yeah nigga, you see?
Rider, the tonners on my Chevrolet
West Coast, motherfucker, the only way
Yeah homie, you say?
Home of the Wook, Wok and
A lot of shoot to J
But of 'em prefer to shoot the K
Yeah, that's the good
And where we from, loc, that's the hood life
Where you and daddy
to set up out the room while they swingin' the caddy
That's on the set, tats on neck
Streets sweet with the heat, yep, they stay on
I'm and blazed, no confusin', I'm choosin'
This how I was
I bring out and bag it up, no doubt
Swing it out and let it up and that out
This Crips,

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

The Miles Davis of gangbangin' and 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 y'all by, my nigga, we cockin' it
We on imposters, fake ass mobsters
East niggas, ain't no stoppin' us
My is treachery
The best in me, nigga, the to be
A place for the one of Ace
Put a 9 millimeter in fuckin' face
And let you say your grace before you a taste
Of reality, set in, yeah, this your
Now homies at your funeral
Plottin' on get back
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 growin' up in the
This slangin'
Drinkin', a lil' cocaine
Get up for a minute now we in it to win it
Now everybody me
They watchin' the of a real OG

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

Yeah, scarin' all the white
While stayin' on the right
And you can quote me if you to
Don't say what you will do, nigga, you gon' do?
I'm in the flesh
Caught him on Imperial left five in his
in the west
It's everyday cycle, you never what 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 to dance
I go for broke, no
I gotta put my down, I'm tryna C walk, loc
See take off, break off
And make off the cash
At the pad with, a lil bitch, she super bad

Gangsta,

Snoop
48
C's up,
Shoot or shout out to my home
30
Yeah, real
All my on the East coast
6-0's, Tray, Hoovers
Street, all my niggas in Compton
And the South side, ya
Nutty

Oh, can't forget them Long Beach
East side the
Rollin 20
19th
side, you know what's hatnin'
Saten Day, West
North on the block
All hood,
Crip