Luyện nghe bài hát Now Is The Time

[Kokane & Dogg}]
Oh.......Chassa-dee
{They say Tray Deee is a baby - he's way too crazy}
the LBC

{They say Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}
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{They say Tray Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too
the LB....LB
{They say Tray Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too

Deee]
What up 'cause? You aint nothin different on mines
When I hit up motherfuckers with that in my eyes
a statement that I'm makin and aint takin no backtalk
I'm niggaz hats off as soon as my gat cough
The last thought you rappin should think
Is you can never get a scratch with Tray Deee on the
On the streets beef you dont compete with uno - you know
The a criminal do low
Admit 'cause I'm wit it I spit it and lit it
Niggaz timid in my vision I tension and thinkin
By my I'm a answer to society's hate
A true rider the mind - I pushed him outta his way
petty and they ready steady comin with bullshit
A full with jewell will hit like a mule kick
A hit is all I'm aiming for when I blast
Motherfuckers hit the once I go in the dash

[Chorus: Snoop
Now is the
This is the
To bang back the khakis with the fat lace
West is the coast, east is the
Long Beach is the city where them ride
Money brings power, brings respect
Disrespect the set I grab the tech
This is how it goes and thats how it's
2-1 in the land of the fun

[Tray
Niggaz how ya figure that the game gon'
I came home straight from the pen to your place
Aint no chase this paper comin as I post up
And watch the victom's clock and catch him his dough up
Fuck the his up stripped, gagged and roped up
the whole cut and he be sure negotiative
I'm I shoot crips and bloods alike
for life - come and catch the slug tonight
Insane mental frame feel no shame or
the game is shitty I gotsta bang the city
Trippin gangstas so I brang the heat
Grab strap jacket mack to reach the tinted to
This is the beach now any got a rebuttal
eatin what he speakin once he cant get the muzzle
Struggle hard for my title and to hold it
You it? Then all invitations open

[Tray
I take seven old B's put 'em in the
Then thats seven busta's who claim they got heat
And then it takes seven more C's before I start to
Then thats 2-1 for the set now lets stretch out in the
Tray Deee never do it easy fool so expect it
Niggas get and they sets disrespected
No question I'm all you ever thought you was
Till you ran across the boss and now you coughin up
Shoot first fools curse they kick up dust
Clip gon' bust they gonna have to pick loc up
All they talkin I'm chalkin whole districts off
Since loss a purple nigga's piss me off
Conflict with my clique get your ass touched
All my bomb back it's as sick as fuck
2-1 I'm done never run from the turf
Check the badge boy we on run get it even worse

[Kokane & Dogg}]
[Kokane mumbling until the
{They say Tray is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}
{They say Tray Deee is a baby - he's way too crazy}
{They say Tray Deee is a ragy baby - way too crazy}
{They say Tray Deee is a baby - he's way too crazy}