Luyện nghe bài hát Real Muthaphukkin G's

ahh...Real G's...
ahh..Real G's...
ahh..Real G's...
ahh Real G's
One

Hey Yo doctor, another proper track
and it's phat, the sniper, time to pay the piper
and let that shit provoke, so you's a wanna be 'loc
and you'll get smoked and i that yer fans understand
when ya talk about sprayin me, the same that ya
is payin me
Dre
Mothafuck
Death Row
Yo, and here me left blow
''cause i'm the E-A-Z-Y-E, and is the season
to let the Real G's in, ya like a kid ya
found a pup and now yer dapper, but tell me the
fuck ya find an anorexic
talkin 'bout who you gone squabble and who ya shoot
only 60 pounds when yer wet and wearin boots
damn E, they to fade you on Dre Day
But Dre Day met Eazy's pay day
all of a Dr Dre is a G thang, but on his
old album he was a she thang
so nigga please, please don't step to deez
mothafuckin' G's

(Chorus)stomp him in his
show him that i'm
Yo Dre, what's up?
Yo Dre, what's up?

everyday it a new rapper, claimin to be dapper
the Dresta, smoother a bitch but portray the role of
gangsta, broke a law in ya life, yet every time you rap
ye yap about the guns and knifes, just take a good
afta nigga, and you'll capture the fact, the rasta is
simply an actor, who mastered the bang and the slang
and the Mental, of niggaz in Compton, Wattz, and Central
never ever once you ran with the turf, but yet in every verse
claim you used to do the dirt, but tell me a witness
to your fuckin work, see you had no buiness, so
save the jerk, niggaz straight kill me
knowin that pranksters, this is going out to
you gangsters,see i did dirt,put in work, and
many niggaz can vouch that, so since i got
I got the right to rap that, but niggaz like you
I gotta hate ya, cuz i'm jus tired of suburbian niggaz about
come from projects
knowin ya ain't seen no parts of the G
think ya tryna bang the time of the peace treaty
wearin khackis and mob ya ryhme, little fag
to sag, but butcha floodin at the same time,
and ya set accecpt ya, scared to kick it witcha homies
cause ya know don't respect ya, so nigga please check
nuts before ya step to deez, real G's

Three

Well, its the Knock Out, definition orginal gangster
approach me like you hard, mothafucka imma ya
shank ya, with my fuckin shank, if i ta
Dr Dre an Snoop Doggy Dogg are fuckin
pranksters, studio gangsters,
but this time yer dealin with some real
G's, nigga please, try to step
cuz if ya do, den a cap is all that would be left
see, niggaz like me, will break ya off somthin,
claimin my city, but Dre you from Compton
niggaz like Dogg is what I call be's and aint shit compared
to real G's

(chorus)stomp him in his
him that i'm ruthless
Yo Dre, What's up?
Yo Dre, up? *bang*(2x's)

I never met an OG who did shit wrong
you tried to dis the so now nigga it's on you
and ya Doggy Dogg, think yall hoggin shit
of you bitches, can come and suck my doggy dick
beatin up a bitch don't make ya shit, but again some niggaz
think it makes a man, it's a trip
how a could switch so quick from wearin lipstick
to on Chronic at picnics, and now ya think yer bigger
but to me you ain't nothin but bitch ass
dat ain't a food stamp, and at
Death Row, I hear yer gettin treated like camp
follow ya seargents directions, or get yo ass
popped a Smith and Wesson, learn a lesson from the E
stay in your place and don't to real motherfuckin G's

Yo Dre, up? *bang*
boy ya have known by now..
Yo Dre (what's up?)
Boy ya should known by now...
Yo Dre (what's up?)
Boy ya have known by now, Eazy duz it