Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin" But the Cavi

(Blaze up)
[Oh
wide, west side
Yo
Mack 10 with Tha Dogg
Yeah, and the don't stop [Sucka]
[Nothin but the
Hey, Daz
this out, dog

10]

Now when I come to ya'll hood, ya'll my back
And when ya come to Inglewood I'm a front you a
So we can grind and get with the cash like a caper
it ain't about the set-trip, it's all about the paper
Made the poverty cease, on the rise yeast
A lex piece, and I keep my khaki's creased
10 is the lick, and ya know what my set be
Connect from the west, nigga, where the best be

[Dat Daz]

It no questions asked
You down to for me?
to ride for me?
to die for me?
I come through for sucka-ass niggas who rep
Come creepin up on shorty slowly, show him
Pull out the 90 automatic for static
a coupla niggas, leave em all panicked
We and hit the curb, smoke some herb
We came up too much, and too tough, and too

We in the war zone,
Where the on
Where ya gun,
Show em where from, nigga
young nigga
Arsenel equipped, hot to scorch
the double fours on the hip rollin with the force
He's out to catch a
Talking, but I thought this was a gangsta
Now he's walking smarter
Now he's to see, talking about who's jumpin
I'm about to get the pump to and start dumpin on somethin

Chorus: 10, Dat Nigga Daz (), Kurupt []

you over there
(Party here)
[And if you wanna trip, we got the near]

Cause niggas us do platnium every year
(And if I ruled sphere)
shit'd disappear]

Now in the house, throw your dubs in the air
And wave em all around like ya just don't
We're ridin dope, so, nigga, act like ya
10 and the Pound, dog, cookin nothin but the cavi

10]

I'm servin like a host with the pound so take a toast
Dog, west coast and our shit bump the most
vine to vine I swing through the woods of Ingle
And everything I make, fuck around and be a
From the who bangin hit, to the yes, yes,
Now all down my halls, got plaques on my
We slow the roll, sit back and still kick it
But the shit stop till we hit a meal ticked

[Dat Daz]

I'll be
I'm in it for a ticket
And the succesful
I don't know who to a show
Usual swirve a corner and hit a back-to-back
Ya'll don't us like that,
the gang-banger's hang at
"Daz, are you a rider?"
I reply "Boy, yeah, I'm a rider!"
From the east side of Long Beach to the west of Inglewood
On a mission bailin hood to hood

Once a time in the early stages of my life, sacrifice,
I feel loose-shakin niggas like dice
in the day
Say you say
On the mic I display, to L.A.
I've been all from Crenshaw and Impearl
To 108th, I'm Mack got my back,
It's all about mashing, heat in the stash
you're in the neigborhood of assassins
What you

Outro: Dat Daz, Mack 10 ()

do you consider fun? (Pass the bomb, pass the bomb)
All day night, and all night " "
you wake up in the morining
And you start to " "
All day night, and all long " "
C'mon,

(Yeah, dub S.C.G.
D.P.G.C.
Ha ha ha,
Take a picture,
Take a picture,
a picture, trick
It make ya rich
Wesssydeee,
Biatch)
Row