Luyện nghe bài hát The Grande Finale

Check this out, we've to the last and final record
This is Dr. Dre in full and we gonna kick it
Off a little somethis this, we got my mella yella boy
On the drums, we got Stan the guitar man the rhythm

We got LA Dre on the keyboard and I the whole posse
In this to rocl on this funky ass beat we're gonna drop
Aight, so Ice Cube, you the early bird on muthafucka, run it

a nigga that's raw
Amplify his ass and you see is what's on
Muthafuckas I slaughter, blow 'em out the
Word to me, the father

My melody is deadly as a pin in a
5 seconds before you get
You can't throw me, I guess you'll up
Ever see a sucker scatter, it'll ya throw up

Then I advantage, you can't manage
To get up, all you can do is sit up, I get lit up
Hit up, Ice Cube tearing up
Like a dude you can bet on, collide like a on

Collision, stutter is an incision
Of a nigga saying what I vision
Because I'm gone, you think I you all
But I stay in yo' ass cholesterol

When I blast some ass alcatraz
And if you escape, you better fast
'Cause catch ya, physically and mentally
And the capital the penalty

in the electric chair, grab a hold
Pull the switch, yo' body twitch, your eye's
Out your skull 'cause being on a flow
Is an N O, didn't know that I can go

Off and off to throw off the law
Turn, take 10 paces then
What's left is a dead in the alley
Ice is the shit on the grand finale

Yea, yea, was funky but we need
The muthafucking villian to so kick it

The finale, yo, it's my turn to bust
So let weak muthafuckas turn to
If you're weak it ain't my
Just a kick in the ass and get turn into a pillar of salt

And that's biting just to taste me
I make the punk muthafuckas buckle up for
And on the dope caught from the flash
And swing like a bit he's caught in a whiplash

him pain 'cause I'm urgent
Rearrange the muthafucking face a surgeon
It no excuse for the torture delivering
Don't say I scare you, I can tell 'cause your shivering

label wit an X and not a G
I say fuck the police, yo, so now they me
I'm by the law so I stay low
Representing the pimp, bitches my dough

In a different stage, I must of on a rampage
Me and the D.O.C. are always hitting the front
For what, for and stepping up to the sheriff
And I enter the party, niggas shit in a [unverified]

For Maybe 'cause I'm Ren
And when clean up shit, yo, they do it again
So fuck it, sit back cool and
While Eazy busts the facts the grande finale

Yea, y'all what time it is
Easy E is in the house doing damage

The is Eazy for me to come off like the inforcer'
Mass muthafukas in a course of
An situation where I would stalk by
Fuck the car, I do a muthafuking

and the D.O. to the C.
And run and there won't be no disagreeing
if there is some, you feeling staticy
Then I'm arrested, assault and
(For what?)

Never outdone, only
Loving the bitches and the hoes boo
Why 'cause they're to my dick
The pleasure of pain, the wing-ding and it
(Yea)

And never when done in bed by
Eazy, the name of a Compton head
but local like loc never broke
'Cause they're paid to be Ruthless, is why I do this

I give a fuck about fame
I rather deal wit a number a muthafuking name
(Word)
Get me paid and rap
'Cause all the other bullshit money ain't

Eazy but not that to deal wit
Especially if you're bullshit
Put the E A Z Y and to the E
Expression of thought on the grand finale

Yea, shit was funky, last but not leas
Is the muthafuking D.O.C., is your album
So that means you got to get funky, so run it

Swinging, a brand new rap
On a rhythm by my homie in the back
And if it makes you giggle, it must be funny
But to me it's cool, I'm making money
(Tell 'em why)

up the man wit the, movement
([Unverified])
Proving if you're grooving then it when he be doing it
Taking a for me to blow your mind
'Cause I'm the diggy D.O.C. and I would've been down wit rock

But I was smart, the D.O. to the C. now on the
rough, I mean it's funky enuff for me
And you can have a listen after and this
And D O N 'T M O V E wit out

From the D.O. to the C., I'm better than
The normal man and I'll be dumb if a can
compete wit the elite
Much less beat, like dancing wit 2 left feet

Never when the D.O.C. is in the room
Or I'm a send ya ass to the of doom
I got raw I came to Cali
Now wit NWA on the muthafuking finale