Luyện nghe bài hát Regulate

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

Just hit the of the L.B.C.
On a trying to find Mr. Warren G.
Seen a car full of skirts no need to tweak
All you skirts know up with 213

So I a left on the 21 to Lewis
Some shootin 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 glide and swerve
These hookers lookin so they straight hit the curb
Gonna of better things than some horny tricks
I see my and some suckers all in his mix

I'm gettin jacked, I'm myself
I can't believe they're Warren's wealth
They took my rings, they took my
I looked at the brothas and "damn, what's next?"

They got my homey hemmed up and they all
Ain't none of them seeing if they going straight for pound
I gotta come up real quick before 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 home
If I had I would fly
Let me
I glanced in the cut and I see my Nate

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

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

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

like I thought
They in the same spot
In need of some desperate
The Nate Dogg and the
Were in of something else
One of dames was sexy as hell
I said "ooh I like size"
She said "my car's down and you seem real nice,"
"would you let me ride?"
I got a car full of girls and going real swell
The next stop is the east 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 rythmn is
And life is
If you like I know
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 your ass is a
213 will