Luyện nghe bài hát Neva Left [Explicit]

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

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

crazy, cuz
You know my life, I wanted to be a gangsta, mane
I used to see my OG home boys at King
Ridin' on bikes but they came with they on the end
See Adams, fine woman
That shit was 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 it, '61 blockin' it
If y'all ridin' by, my nigga, we it
We on imposters, fake ass mobsters
East side niggas, ain't no us
My is treachery
The best in me, nigga, the to be
A place for the one of Ace
Put a 9 millimeter in your face
And let you say your grace before you a taste
Of reality, set in, yeah, this fate
Now your homies at funeral
Plottin' on some get
But you can't get back nigga, you dated
sad gangsta story
And usually ones with the
No nuts, no
No pain, no
Life for a nigga up in the game
This slangin'
Drinkin', sell a lil'
Get locked up for a 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, they say imitation is the best form of
That's I was told
A lot of niggas is imitatin' me 'cause gangsta shit
You ain't cut it
You

Yeah, all the white folk
While on the right note
And you can quote me if you to
say what you will do, nigga, what you gon' do?
I'm live in the
Caught him on left five in his chest
Survive in the
It's everyday cycle, you know what might go blam
And how you me now?
Crip you slip, Mr. Big Bow Wow
Yeah, it's my to prance
I got in my pants and I needs to dance
I go for broke, no
I gotta put my down, I'm tryna C walk, loc
See i'ma take off, off
And off with 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 niggas on the East
6-0's, Eight Tray,
Main Street, all my in Compton
And the South side, ya
Blocc

Oh, can't forget them Beach niggas
East the same
20 Crips
19th
West side, you know what's
Saten Day, Coast
North on the block
All hood,
shit