Luyện nghe bài hát The Fatha Figure

Hustlas, ballers, players,
The fatha
It don't stop, it stop
It stop
One love, one

I was raised in the inner city by ballers with
the Benzes, rollin' Philles, we younger minors
Me, I be the one that's only 12 old
Crankin' off the hook from cousin, let me sport his

And I was to put it down and keep it real
Like 3 time young player about the scrill
In California lifestyle that I live
Them playas is havin' money man in out cribs

Survivin' in the is a serious task
Didn't the [Incomprehensible] wanted, didn't have time to ask
'Cuz I'm it, 'bout it like the TRU
One love to real hustlers, dollars for two

Gangstas, ballers and too
Baby youngsters be like you
You're the fatha figure of
We need to a better way

We at the after party chillin' we ain't no punks
cats is in the back with Macks and gold fronts
With sacks they up, you know we be watchin'
they got it crankin', playa we got it poppin'

Now bitin' over dirty work, ain't cool
With cats in drop 'Vettes in mobs and old
We rob them old fools, you amount your scratch ?
Respect them young G's, they the ones strapped, ya know

Dogg Pound, that's the sound, around, we hold it down
It's the super duper, yes, the
Comin' through, in all gray and

Kickin' the to the playas from the bay
All the world and out the U.K
Everybody around they love Snoop D-O to the G
I'm what they love, you see

I'll break 'em, shake 'em and I 'em and I take 'em
To the whale, leave 'em in a
And I got a little story to
For all my that's locked up in jail

I kick it to ya it to ya for real
'Cuz I know y'all dealin' with the reals day and
To get killed ain't to laugh about
But some niggas out so sideways
Make me get me a bulletproof

Hoo ride and slide town in
But yet and still, if I get
My gon' ride forever and that's real
Ain't no stoppin', we ain't no pleas
We game for all the real G's
Feel up the they love to have it
They love to take it to the dome, yeah on

Meanwhile in the lab
Paper was stacked, hatas was gettin' mad
information exchanged up on the regular
One dead head, two steps a my

Catch 'em slippin' 'cuz they just been
Got directions to the house and the keys to the
Well, let me open up this bundle of money, each off a
Pullin' capers with cousin Snoop, and young Daz

In for the cash, man, gang is thick
If one up in the track we can all get sick
And have 'em
The O crook didn't leave a clue
D-O double G tell 'em what you gon' do

I'll doin' what I'm gon' do
With my nigga J.T. the Bigga Figga, that's my
Frisco, in case you didn't know
We blow by Jerry Rice
Come back with styles that are oh so

Snoop D-O to the G from the LBC
You gots to have cash to it these days
You could make it at a hundred different ways

I go the man and I get a 8
Make me a beat, smoke me a
up some fat ass, uh uh uh
Blaze with my homies and it's on like that

Yeah, yeah, it don't
Yeah, yeah, it don't stop, like
Yeah, it don't stop, that
One

Gangstas, ballers and too
Baby youngsters be like you
You're the fatha figure of
We need to a better way

Gangstas, and hustlers too
youngsters wanna be like you
You're the fatha of today
We need to find a way

Hustlers, ballers and too
Baby youngsters be like you
You're the fatha of today
We to find a better way

Gangsters,