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 like crush
I make the hardest shed a
Give 'em a gun, if I had two here
Two over there, playin' fair!
niggas like loose-leaf paper, easy to tear
Drag just burn that up and get it outta
Y'all think goin' from heaven to hell?
Y'all goin' nowhere
But in the same on the same dirty ground
And I don't how you livin' it up
I got dead niggas shiverin' up
You can bet I diggin' you up
niggas bust guns just to make niggas run by
Me? I squeeze mine with one eye and one 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, have y'all in dead park

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

Anything that's with 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

Yo, yo, aiyyo, who the fuck you spit mean?
Same bitch tried to put Irv Gotti teams
Since I had a scream
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 causing early
'cause you blast when I'm firing
Dyin' in the blood you in
Went the full house to the raw house
To niggas to rip my draws out
Try it now, nigga, your jaw out
You want my gun to go pow-pow
Well, have your face the same color
As a of a chow-chow, nigga
These ain't water they shoot many missles
And when I set 'em off, they scar your 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 have been
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

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 hugged her, and told her that I her
sin, my ink pen stay in the ring
Crown me king, I through the eyes of a fiend
Golden ice, I stole for the 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' bones with
My was better than a lot of y'all records
Bed rocked your ass, down, so let the gun go
I murdered some for dough
Hit 'em up fast, watched them die slow
I lock shop when I come with the blue tops
a oo-whop, with all glocks cocked

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 life, we airborne

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

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

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

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