Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin" But the Cavi

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

10]

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

[Dat Nigga

It no questions asked
You to blast for me?
Down to for me?
to die for me?
I through for these sucka-ass niggas who rep
Come up on shorty slowly, show him death
Pull out the Mack 90 automatic for
Blast a coupla niggas, em all panicked
We swirve and hit the curb, smoke herb
We came up too much, and too tough, and too

We in the war zone,
Where the on
ya gun, nigga?
Show em where you're from,
Ridin-ass young
equipped, hot enough to scorch
With the double on the hip rollin with the force
He's out to catch a
Talking, but I thought was a gangsta party
Now he's walking around
Now he's about to see, about who's jumpin
I'm about to get the pump to and start dumpin on somethin

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

Fuck you over
(Party here)
[And if you wanna trip, we got the straps

Cause like us do platnium every year
(And if I this sphere)
[Your disappear]

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

10]

I'm servin niggas like a with the pound so take a toast
Dog, this west coast and our bump the most
Cause vine to vine I swing through the woods of
And everything I make, fuck around and be a
the who bangin hit, to the yes, yes, ya'lls
Now all down my halls, got plaques on my
We might slow the roll, sit and still kick it
But the shit don't stop till we hit a ticked

[Dat Nigga

be goddamned
I'm in it for a meal
And the succesful
I don't know who to prove a
swirve a corner and hit a block back-to-back
Ya'll don't know us that,
Where the gang-banger's at
"Daz, are you a rider?"
I "Boy, hell yeah, I'm a rider!"
From the east of Long Beach to the west side of Inglewood
On a cash bailin hood to hood

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

Outro: Dat Nigga Daz, 10 ()

What do you consider (Pass the bomb, pass the bomb)
All day night, and all night " "
When you 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 might make ya
Wesssydeee,
Biatch)
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