Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin" But the Cavi

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

10]

Now when I come to ya'll hood, watch my back
And when ya come to Inglewood I'm a front you a
So we can grind and get away with the cash like a
Cause it about the set-trip, it's all about the paper
Made the poverty cease, on the rise like
A parvay lex piece, and I keep my khaki's
Mack 10 is the lick, and ya know my set be
gang from the west, nigga, where the best be

[Dat Nigga

It ain't no questions
You down to for me?
Down to for me?
to die for me?
I come for these sucka-ass niggas who rep
creepin up on shorty slowly, show him death
Pull out the Mack 90 for static
a coupla niggas, leave em all panicked
We swirve and hit the curb, smoke herb
We up too much, and too tough, and too grub

We in the war zone,
Where the on
Where ya gun,
Show em where from, nigga
Ridin-ass young
equipped, hot enough to scorch
With the double fours on the hip with the force
out to catch a body
Talking, but I this was a gangsta party
Now he's walking smarter
Now about to see, talking about who's jumpin
I'm about to get the to pumpin and start dumpin on somethin

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

Fuck you over
(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 everybody in the house, throw your in the air
And wave em all around ya just don't care
We're ridin dope, so, nigga, act like ya
Mack 10 and the Pound, dog, cookin but the cavi

10]

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

[Dat Daz]

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

Once upon a time in the early 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 been all over from Crenshaw and
To 108th, I'm sure got my back,
It's all about mashing, heat in the stash
When in the neigborhood of assassins
What you

Outro: Dat Nigga Daz, 10 ()

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

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