Luyện nghe bài hát Str-8 Gone

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Woo

Dedicated to the up
Straight West Coast nigga, no pity
Put holes in niggas, real
Real shitty like a Frank Nitty
I give to the thugs price-free
Handed the game by that nigga Ice-T
No doubt like me
the great King Tee, about twenty grand a ki
Ah, that's G shit, no doubt about that
lyrics is how I rape the rap
And get niggas off my back
and oh, GOD, ya wanna scrap, cos (*gun shot*) FUCK THAT!
I'm precise when I shoot
straight out the roof of my Lexus
Ya blame Tha Alkaholik group
but, naw, that nigga must've hit the loot
Cos he's actin real
and I don't give a fuck cause I'm and I'm a G like Spoonie
The hoodrats do me
So if you've got'cha county cheque it to me

Now baby, don't trip, it's Tee with the gangsta shit
Ain't fuckin with nothin but them platinum
And the two dog groan, a 50 gat to your
nigga on the mic str-8 gone

Huh, so I I earned the title 'OG'
Been down for ten years, my fifth Lp
I'ma give this one to E
A motherfuckin G, RIP
Now all these fools talkin they some killers
car stealers, big drug dealers
ass niggas keep it real, don't lie
You ain't killin shit and gon' let shit die
You ask "Who the am I?"
call me 'Big Bone' and on my worst night I fades em all
And I come thru ya like a locc ass G
Rip any that calls hisself an MC
It's one way, let's have gun play
I it play, nigga, fuck what you got to say
I got a mad crew of murderers,
Puttin soft outta service

Now baby, don't trip, it's King Tee the gangsta shit
Ain't fuckin with but them platinum hits
And the two dog groan, all the fuckin chips
That nigga on the mic str-8
Baby, don't trip, it's Tee with the gangsta shit
Ain't fuckin with but them platinum hits
And the two dog groan, sittin on
That nigga on the mic gone

My whole crew illegal
Strapped with the vest in the front and back Regal
Smokin that sticky green
Hittin switches, on cuts from the past
We smoke leaf cos we live G's
Super-soft niggas become
I hit a lick on the for ten ki's
now everything I is on Deez
I'ma make you believe, I gotta put it down like a nigga should
My dope spot in every nigga's
I waste time, I need to get what's mine
Forty four shells behind
Leave you in the blind, str-8 from ya spine
A of organised crime
Ya hear it all the but now ya gotta hear it from the truth
til my nigga Karl respect due

Now baby, don't trip, it's Tee with the gangsta shit
Ain't with nothin but them platinum hits
And the two dog groan, 50 gat to the
That nigga on the mic gone
(repeat 4X)

And I'm