Luyện nghe bài hát Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat

You really understand do you?
Hey man, don't you
In order for us to make thing work
We get rid of the pimps, and the pushers, and the prostitutes
And then start all again clean
you crazy!

Once
The mighty Death Row commitin' mass murder
And we ain't asking for shit, nigga we it
So Dre, blast they ass
Rat-tat-tat-tat late at night my gat
On the of LA
Wonderin' the pussy at
Straight for ya, for a hoe
Hangin' out, in my '64
16 for the niggas in my hood
17 shells so I make it
Stay back, lay back, way in the cut
Ya come outside ya gettin' fucked up
But I ya, creep, creep ya best move
Like Luthor Vandross, up the west coast
I'm right back up in ya ya nut
1-2-3 nut, from the but
This is for the hoes that I used to
When I didn't my '64 and a lot of doe
I keep ya this and like
And I,

hesitate to put a nigga on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat that, and I,
Never to put a nigga on his back
tat ta tat like that, and I,
Never hesitate to put a nigga on his

Oh wait, that nigga that owe ya that grip
Ya, that fool is
Break him off proper
up, what's happinin'
I'm the man
Nigga you delinquent, can I get in?
Nigga, pay this here
(I got yo money)
Well, yo, check this out,
up
up?
up?
Ya
(I'll be back though, be back)
Ya, you ain't never back
Never hesitate to put a on his back
Yeah
Rat-tat-tat-tat that, and I
Never to put a nigga on his back
tat ta tat like that, and I,
Never hesitate to put a on his back
tat ta tat like that, and I,
Never hesitate to put a nigga on his
tat ta tat like that, and I,
Never to put a nigga on his back

Creepin and and I can get with these
The chronic, slangin' fat keys my block
And it stop
Tell me ya want to go
To the
Or take a ballin' with the row
My shit off in ya system
Indo in ya lungs, like that
And you can lift it, on, and a fist a
Takin' away hell gone Vietnam
California, in and on a mission, proving a point
In my game, no fuckin' competition
wish they was a runnin' up in reality
CPT, CAL my
It's strage how I rearrange and change the
By droppin' shit like
Dope, niggas can't with the real
I peal, in the penitentiaries, and I kill it goes,
like that, and I,
Never hesitate to put a on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat that, and I,
Never hesitate to put a nigga on his
tat ta tat like that, and I,
Never to put a nigga on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat that, and I,
Never hesitate to put a on his back

Straight up, now you niggaz know where my comin' from
So quit the chit-chat, before ya yourself flat on your biz-out, fool
9-duce, Dr Drizzay, is sittin on Tizzart! It don't stop
Treartin' like a punk ass kizzart!
Bitch!