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 them up in tape
Me, I make sure they stomp like crush grapes
I make the shed a tear
Give 'em a gun, if I had two right
Two over there, fuck fair!
Y'all niggas like loose-leaf paper, easy to
Drag just burn that up and get it here
Y'all think goin' from heaven to hell?
ain't goin' nowhere
But in the town on the same dirty ground
And I care how you livin' it up
I even got niggas shiverin' up
You can bet I diggin' you up
Them niggas bust just to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine one eye and one closed and focus
The one is at the tip of the nose
it blows, y'all so-called-pimps die hoes
Don't rhymes or flows, just air mark
Snap with a finger, 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 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

Yo, yo, aiyyo, who the fuck you think mean?
Same bitch tried to put Irv Gotti teams
Since I had a snotty
Was to die in a red beam
Never ask when I cash
I'm a customer, I your cream
Soldier, cross-over, on my door
Wit' Jahovah, huh, know the over
I'm early retirements
'cause you blast last when I'm
Dyin' in the you lyin' in
Went the full house to the raw house
To tryin' to rip my draws out
Try it now, nigga, blow jaw out
You don't want my gun to go
Well, I'ma have your face the color
As a tongue of a chow-chow,
These ain't pistols- they shoot many missles
And when I set 'em off, they scar 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 for combat
Stand clear, all y'all cowards been warned
Duck, nigga, run for your life, we

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

Uh, I'm fucked up, know the truth
See, I's sick, throwin' up Henny and
POOF! Me gone, I pray for the of my mother
Until I woked up and hugged her, and told her I loved her
sin, my ink pen stay in the ring
Crown me king, I spit the eyes of a fiend
Golden ice, I for the love of my wife
Then she ran out and dumped me, and pump me
Came home, of course as the 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, them die extra slow
I lock shop when I come with the blue tops
Smokin' a oo-whop, with all cocked

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

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

Anything that's dealin' with dough, we got
Cock back, in position 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 collabo
Warren G doin' it with my niggas from The Ryders
Eve, my nigga
Yeah, that's how we doin' it, like for y'all
In the '99