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 wrapping them up in duct tape
Me, I just make sure they stomp crush grapes
I the hardest shed a tear
'em a gun, if I had two right 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 think y'all goin' heaven to hell?
ain't goin' nowhere
But in the town on the same dirty ground
And I don't how you livin' it up
I even got dead shiverin' up
You can bet I diggin' you up
Them bust guns just to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one and focus
The one open is at the tip of the
it blows, y'all so-called-pimps die hoes
Don't bite rhymes or flows, just air
Snap a finger, have y'all wanted in dead park

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

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

Yo, yo, aiyyo, who the fuck you think mean?
Same bitch that to put Irv Gotti teams
Since I had a scream
Was to die in a red beam
Never ask I need cash
I'm a customer, I snatch cream
Soldier, cross-over, on my door
Wit' Jahovah, huh, the population's over
I'm causing retirements
'cause you last when I'm firing
Dyin' in the blood you in
Went from the house to the raw house
To niggas to rip my draws out
Try it now, nigga, your jaw out
You don't my gun to go pow-pow
Well, I'ma have your face the color
As a of a chow-chow, nigga
These ain't water pistols- they shoot missles
And when I set 'em off, scar your bones to the grissle
Only I knew how it was gonna
Put up in your baby-mom, for only son
I'm takin'

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

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

Anything dealin' 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, in position for combat
Stand clear, all y'all have been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we

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

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

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