Luyện nghe bài hát Stranded On Death Row

Stranded on Death Row, so duck I swing my shit
I get like Rawhead Rex with fat tracks that fits
The gangsta type, I recites kinda lethal
Niggas know, the that I kick, there's no equal
I'm murdering niggas, yo, and because of the tone
I kicks when I the mic and kick shit
Niggas can't fuck
So I go hardcore, and slam
respect like a sensei, ba-bash like Van Damme
So any nigga that they bossing
What don't you bring your ass on over to Crenshaw and
a walk through the hood when we up to no good
Slanging things like a real O.G. should,
I'm stacking and macking and a ten so
When you're slipping, I slip the in
But ain't no set
'Cause Death Row, rolling like the mafia
Think about whooping some ass, but what the stopping ya
Ain't nothing but a
I'm Stranded on Death Row for slugs in motherfuckers
Now you know outdone
Feel the shotgun, Kurupt, inmate, block one

No prevention this mention of sorts
You're a victim, from my driveby of
No extensions, all attempts are to
Blinded by the light, it's time you learn
the lunatic, I death like arsenic
When I kick up raps
Dr. Dre will kick the
With treachery, my literary form will
And surpass the norm
Not a storm, plural, make it, many
When I'm vexed, I fly leg and arms
In dimension, I'm the presenter
And the inventor, and the
Deranged, the hillside strangler
MC mangler, tough like
I a rhyme, hard as concrete
Step to the heat and get like mesquite
So you wanna do
The RBX, cell block two

Rage, lyrical
Stranded on Row
And now I'm serving a sentence
be no repentance
Since the life that I choose to lead
I plead
On all counts let the ball bounce it may
It's just another into my AK
Buck em with my underground tactics
Facts and stacks of on my mattress
Bed frame there's another dead
Laying lain with the shame, to blame
Me, the of Rage
On when I'm coming the D-E-A-T-H in
taking, no shit
So and you're bound to get dropped
It's 187 on motherfuckers stop
as I bust there'll be no debate
It's Rage, from cell block

Ayo through the fog
And creeping the smog
the number one nigga from the hood, Doggy Dogg
Making videos, now I in Hollywood
raps for my snaps now they call me Eastwood
Dre is the doctor and my homey nigga
Warren G is my and my hand's on the trigga
at the hoes with the game that I got
Sent to death row cause I to make a grip from serving my rocks
And I'm still, serving for mines,
To my motherfucking homies doing
In the pen and the county
Mobbing with your on, mad as hell
And you say fuck the police
And all the homies on the is all about peace
And it's the cops crazy
But ain't nothing but a black thing
No I'm not flagging, but I'm just
I betcha wanna see the D-O double G
And you see, the D-R to the E
Or my homey D.O.C.
You know you can't fuck my motherfucking DJ
That's my and we call him Warren G
Yeah, and you don't
Doggy Dogg break em down with the Dogg Pound
That's the only way beat em man
We smoke em, then choke em
Like the peter man
It's three and to the two
And two and to the one
Cell four peace Doggy Dogg's done