Luyện nghe bài hát We Got That

(Warren G)
C'mon (The Ryders)
on (Double R, baby)
Flame on, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon,

Aiyyo, y'all niggas take too long wrapping up in duct tape
Me, I just make sure they stomp like crush
I make the hardest a tear
Give 'em a gun, if I had two here
Two over there, fuck fair!
Y'all niggas like paper, easy to tear
just burn that up and get it outta here
Y'all y'all goin' from heaven to hell?
Y'all ain't goin'
But in the same town on the same dirty
And I don't care how you it up
I even got dead niggas up
You can bet I come you up
niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and
The one is at the tip of the nose
When it blows, y'all die hoes
Don't bite rhymes or flows, just air
Snap a finger, have y'all wanted in dead park

Anything dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in for combat
Stand clear, all y'all cowards have been
Duck, nigga, run for life, we airborne

Anything dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in position for
Stand clear, all y'all have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for life, we airborne

Yo, yo, aiyyo, who the fuck you spit mean?
Same bitch that tried to put Irv Gotti
Since I had a scream
Was taught to die in a red
Never ask when I need
I'm a customer, I your cream
Soldier, cross-over, on my door
Wit' Jahovah, huh, the population's over
I'm causing early
you blast last when I'm firing
Dyin' in the you lyin' in
Went from the house to the raw house
To niggas to rip my draws out
Try it now, nigga, blow jaw out
You want my gun to go pow-pow
Well, I'ma have face the same color
As a of a chow-chow, nigga
These ain't water pistols- they shoot many
And when I set 'em off, they your bones to the grissle
Only I knew how it was come
Put up in your baby-mom, for your son
I'm e'eryone

Anything dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in position for
Stand clear, all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we

Anything that's dealin' dough, we got that
Cock back, in position for combat
Stand clear, all y'all have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we

Uh, I'm psychologically up, know the truth
See, I's sick, throwin' up Henny and
POOF! Me gone, I for the death of my mother
Until I woked up and her, and told her that I loved her
sin, my ink pen stay in the ring
Crown me king, I spit through the of a fiend
Golden ice, I stole for the love of my
Then she ran out and me, and po-po pump me
Came home, of as the king of my throne
Back to Roley's, back to smokin' bones with
My demo was better than a lot of y'all
Bed rocked ass, calm down, so let the gun go
I some quick for dough
Hit 'em up fast, them die extra slow
I lock shop when I come through with the blue
a oo-whop, with all glocks cocked

Anything that's with dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in for combat
clear, all y'all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for life, we airborne

Anything that's dealin' dough, we got that
Cock back, hold in for combat
clear, all y'all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we

Anything dealin' with dough, we got that
back, hold in position for combat
Stand clear, all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for life, we airborne

Anything that's dealin' dough, we got that
Cock back, in position for combat
Stand clear, all cowards have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we

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See now, it go
got it
The East Coast West collabo
Warren G doin' it with my niggas from The Ruff
Eve, my Drag-On
Yeah, that's how we doin' it, like for y'all
In the '99