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 grapes
I make the shed a tear
'em a gun, if I had two right here
Two over there, fuck fair!
niggas like loose-leaf paper, easy to tear
Drag just burn that up and get it here
Y'all think goin' from heaven to hell?
ain't goin' nowhere
But in the same town on the 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 open is at the tip of the
it blows, y'all so-called-pimps die hoes
Don't rhymes or flows, just air mark
Snap a finger, have y'all wanted in dead park

Anything dealin' with dough, we got that
back, hold in position for combat
Stand clear, all y'all cowards 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 your life, we

Yo, yo, aiyyo, who the fuck you spit mean?
Same bitch that to put Irv Gotti teams
Since I had a scream
Was to die in a red beam
Never ask when I need
I'm a customer, I snatch your
Soldier, cross-over, on my door
Jahovah, huh, know the population's over
I'm early retirements
'cause you blast last I'm firing
Dyin' in the 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 have your face the same
As a tongue of a chow-chow,
These water pistols- they shoot many missles
And when I set 'em off, they your bones to the grissle
I knew how it was gonna come
Put up in your baby-mom, for only son
I'm e'eryone

Anything dealin' with 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

Anything that's dealin' with dough, we got
Cock back, hold in for combat
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
Until I up and hugged her, and told her that I loved her
sin, my ink pen stay in the ring
Crown me king, I spit through the eyes of a
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 king of my
Back to Roley's, back to smokin' bones coley
My demo was better than a lot of y'all
Bed rocked ass, calm down, so let the gun go
I murdered some for dough
Hit 'em up fast, watched them die slow
I lock shop I come through with the blue tops
a oo-whop, with all glocks 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 your life, we

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

Anything dealin' with dough, we got that
Cock back, in position for combat
clear, all y'all cowards have been warned
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 cowards have been
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 my niggas from The Ruff Ryders
Eve, my Drag-On
Yeah, that's how we doin' it, like that for
In the '99