Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Left [Explicit]

Dogg, up, mane?
Word on the streets is you what you used to be

I bang to the fullest
A lot of niggas talk about it but they really don't do it, do
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, ain't me
Gangsta? Yeah nigga, can't you
Rider, like the tonners on my
West Coast, motherfucker, the only way
Yeah homie, you say?
Home of the Wook, Wok and
A lot of homies to J
But most of 'em to shoot the K
Yeah, that's the life
And where we come from, loc, the hood life
Where you mama and
Told to set up out the room while they the caddy
on the set, tats on they neck
Streets sweet with the heat, yep, they on deck
I'm and blazed, no confusin', I'm choosin'
how I was raised
I that out and bag it up, no doubt
it out and let it up and bang that out
This Crips,

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

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 poppin' on imposters, fake ass
side niggas, ain't no stoppin' us
My is treachery
The best in me, nigga, the to be
A better for the one of Ace
Put a 9 in your fuckin' face
And let you say your grace before you have a
Of reality, set in, yeah, this your
Now homies at your funeral
Plottin' on some get
But you can't get back 'cause nigga, you
sad gangsta story
And usually ones the territory
No nuts, no
No pain, no
Life for a nigga growin' up in the
This thang
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, say if you watch somethin' long enough, you'll become it
You know, say imitation is the best form of flattery
That's what I was
A lot of is imitatin' me 'cause real gangsta shit
You ain't cut it
You

Yeah, scarin' all the folk
While on the right note
And you can me if you want to
say what 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 what might go
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 down, I'm tryna C walk, loc
See i'ma take off, 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 boys
30
Yeah, shit
All my on the East coast
6-0's, Tray, Hoovers
Main Street, all my in Compton
And the side, ya dig?
Blocc

Oh, can't forget them Beach niggas
side the same
Rollin 20
Street
West side, you know hatnin'
Day, West Coast
North on the block
All hood,
shit