Luyện nghe bài hát Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat

You really understand do you?
Hey man, you realize
In order for us to this thing work
We gotta get rid of the pimps, and the pushers, and the
And then all over again clean
you crazy!

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

Never hesitate to put a 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 to put a nigga on his back

Oh wait, that's that nigga that owe ya 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 nigga here
(I got yo money)
Well, yo, this out, nigga
up
up?
up?
Ya
(I'll be back though, be back)
Ya, you ain't never back
Never to put a nigga on his back
nigga
Rat-tat-tat-tat 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 on his back
tat ta tat like 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

Creepin and peepin' and I can get these
The chronic, slangin' fat from my block
And it don't
me where ya want to go
To the
Or a trip ballin' with the row
My shit off in ya attacks
Indo smoke in ya lungs, like
And you can lift it, on, and a a bomb
away like hell gone Vietnam
California, back in and on a mission, a point
In my game, ain't no competition
They wish was a runnin' up in reality
CPT, CAL my
It's how I rearrange and change the business
By shit like this
Dope, niggas cope with the real
I peal, in the penitentiaries, and when I it goes,
Rat-tat-tat-tat that, and I,
Never hesitate to put a nigga on his
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 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

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