Luyện nghe bài hát Regulate

It was a clear night, a clear white moon
Warren G. is on the streets, trying to
Some skirts for the eve, so I can get funk
rollin' in my ride, chillin all alone

Just hit the of the L.B.C.
On a mission to find Mr. Warren G.
Seen a car full of ain't no need to tweak
All you know what's up with 213

So I a left on the 21 to Lewis
Some brothas dice so I said "let's do this"
I out the ride, and said"what's up?"
Some brothas pulled gats so I said "I'm stuck"

Since these girls peepin me I'ma and swerve
These hookers so hard they straight hit the curb
Gonna think of better than some horny tricks
I see my homey and suckers all in his mix

I'm gettin jacked, I'm breakin
I can't believe they're taking Warren's
They took my rings, took my rolex
I looked at the and said "damn, what's next?"

got my homey hemmed up and they all around
Ain't none of seeing if they going straight pound for pound
I gotta come up real quick before start to clown
I pull out my strap and lay them busters down

They got to my head
I I'm going down
I can't this happened in my home town
If I had I would fly
Let me
I in the cut and I see my homey Nate

Sixteen in the and one in the hole
Nate is about to make some bodies turn cold
Now droppin and yellin
It's a tad bit
Dogg and Warren G. had to regulate

I laid all busters down
I let my gat
Now I'm switching my mind back freak mode
If you want step back and observe
I just left a gang of those there on the curb

Now got the freaks
And that's a known
Before I got jacked I was on the track
Back up up 'cause it's on
and me
The to the G

Just I thought
were in the same spot
In need of some desperate
The Dogg and the G-child
Were in need of else
One of them dames was sexy as
I "ooh I like your size"
She said "my car's broke and you seem real nice,"
"would you let me ride?"
I got a car full of and it's going real swell
The next stop is the east motel

I'm
a whole new level

Stept
I ya

On a new level
The rythmn is the and the base is the treble


We


Where rythmn is
And life is
If you know like I
You don't to step to this
the G-Funk era
Funked out a gangster twist
If you smoke I smoke
Then you high like
And if ass is a buster
213 regulate