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

[Tray
up 'cause? You know aint nothin different on mines
When I hit up with that look in my eyes
It's a that I'm makin and aint takin no backtalk
I'm blowin niggaz hats off as soon as my gat
The last thought you rappin niggaz should
Is you can get a scratch with Tray Deee on the beat
On the streets beef you dont compete with uno - you know
The general a do low
Admit I'm wit it then I spit it and lit it
Niggaz timid in my I cause tension and thinkin
By my presence I'm a answer to society's
A rider with the mind - I pushed him outta his way
Fools petty and they steady comin with bullshit
A full clip with jewell will hit like a mule
A sure hit is all I'm aiming for I blast
Motherfuckers hit the once I go in the dash

[Chorus: Dogg]
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 them gangstas ride
Money brings power, brings respect
Disrespect the set I gotsta the tech
This is how it goes and thats how done
Eastside 2-1 in the of the fun

Deee]
Niggaz how ya figure that the game wait
I home straight from the pen to take your place
Aint no chase paper comin soon as I post up
And watch the victom's clock and catch him his dough up
Fuck the his host up stripped, and roped up
the whole cut and he be sure negotiative
I'm I shoot crips and bloods alike
Thug for life - come and catch the tonight
Insane mental feel no shame or pitty
Since the game is shitty I bang the city
Trippin gangstas so I brang the terroristical
Grab strap jacket mack to reach the tinted to
This is the now any nigga got a rebuttal
Kobe eatin what he speakin once he get the muzzle
Struggle hard for my title and to hold it
You want it? all invitations open

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

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