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 stomp like crush grapes
I the hardest shed a tear
Give 'em a gun, if I had two here
Two over there, playin' fair!
Y'all niggas like loose-leaf paper, easy to
Drag burn that up and get it outta here
Y'all think y'all goin' from heaven to
Y'all ain't goin'
But in the same town on the dirty ground
And I don't how you livin' it up
I even got niggas shiverin' up
You can bet I come you up
Them niggas bust guns to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one closed and
The one open is at the tip of the
it blows, y'all so-called-pimps die hoes
Don't bite or flows, just air mark
Snap with a finger, have y'all wanted in dead

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

Yo, yo, aiyyo, who the you think spit mean?
bitch that tried to put Irv Gotti teams
Since I had a snotty
Was taught to die in a red
Never ask when I cash
I'm a customer, I your cream
Soldier, cross-over, on my door
Wit' Jahovah, huh, the population's over
I'm early retirements
'cause you last when I'm firing
in the blood you lyin' in
Went from the full house to the raw
To niggas tryin' to rip my out
Try it now, nigga, blow jaw out
You don't want my gun to go
Well, I'ma your face the same color
As a of a chow-chow, nigga
ain't water pistols- they shoot many missles
And when I set 'em off, scar your bones to the grissle
Only I how it was gonna come
Put up in baby-mom, for your only son
I'm e'eryone

Anything that's dealin' 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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