Luyện nghe bài hát Thrown Up Da C

[Intro:
Yeah, goes out to all them gangstas out there
You know I'm sayin'?
Keepin' it everyday all day
And it just don't (Once again)
Pound, K-U-R-U-P-T... D-A to the Z
on the beat...

First I do is blaze up a sack
Hit up my Daz like what's todays plans?
Rollin', ridin', or crackin' a
Hittin' switches in the toys, on perk the twist

[Daz
We in a drop-top, 23, sky blue
And got what we got bein' real and bein' true
And no clue - never imagined
how the two come back, Kurupt with a mag'

Daz with the .45 caliber, to lose
Me and my Daz been over the moon and back down
Been on opposite and still roam
I missed my nigga, it feels good be home

[Daz
It's check
Live in your with a semi artillery tec
Dumpin' til' the whole clip's
I'm sippin', Daz and in a rental
Life is the key of the homie
'cause it's and mental, cuz

Everybody (see)
We up the (C)
nobody (see)
D.P.G. (C)
Henne(ssy)
Cause they all (see)
From here to the (sea)
D.P.G. (C)

We got a D.P. picnic poppin', it ain't
knockin', scores of fours hoppin'

[Daz
Now everybody wave hands from side to side
And everybody get your if you're ready to ride

D.P.G. (C)

Dillinger]
our terminology
Fuck it 'cause it gotta be, broken off
The new and improved Dogg Gangsta crew
Lace your Chucks 'cause you're catchin' the blues - onsite
You know my crew love to fight, like a 747 take
See it's a cold night, moon
You know we round your neighborhood, nigga BOOM-BOOM

We through ups, downs, rights, wrongs
Right, left, two
music, let's ride
Push on, slide

I get to thinkin' I guess when I get to
I do too much - but my love me anyway
Back to back, we down to let the spray
Lil' Daz and Trent growin' up with Corday

Nickels and
Hesitation could make a lose his life
These women can make a lose his mind
All we got is each other, and time

Dillinger]
See "I Ain't Mad At Cha" homie the homie Makaveli
It's Young Gotti, Dat Nigga Daz Dilly
The is active, flip you up backwards
To killers to gangstas, from jackers

D.P.G. (C)

Rider redemption, firin' plastic... nothin' but
bumpin' out my speaker box
Me and Daz, an outcast, heaters

[Daz
See we some young niggaz in the life of crime
We crack a nigga his ankle, chest plate and spine
Dogg Pound Gangstas, we one of a kind
And yo Gotti, you kick it for me one more time?

- 2X