Luyện nghe bài hát Regulate

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

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

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

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

I'm gettin jacked, I'm myself
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?"

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

They got guns to my
I think I'm going
I can't believe this happened in my 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 Dogg is about to some bodies turn cold
Now they droppin and
It's a tad bit
Nate Dogg and G. had to regulate

I all them busters down
I let my gat
Now I'm my mind back into 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 I was on the same track
up back up 'cause it's on
and me
The to the G

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

I'm
a whole new level

Stept
I ya

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


We


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