Luyện nghe bài hát What'cha Gone Do

See im a G from head to toe
The whole West Coast to let you
Got a that seeks Namonia
Never will i California

poppin, scrapes, scrapin, old school swanging, triple gold
hustlers hustle banging
whatch fo colour you wear and watch for u
whatch for you its B's and C's
this is G's is more than palm trees and
is more than stars and models
is more than Holleywood Boulevard and
like east-side browns pat and vato
take it up north to the bay we ghosts ride out locs
your boy flow colder Tahoe Robie out Roscoes got a pacaralo
side show 24's on this box
gass stepped brake everybody shake it real
and it up for Mac Dre and Pac
all eyez on that heify me call it baywatch
and i'm youck the boss
on the porsche yeah it cost a floss
Venn this bitch that you brought yeah sho toss the
was the chicken without the sauce?
it off

westside westside G's your setzi
and represent from felix tooky
to my dudes in the pen[itenciary] to my youngsters in
ice on my neck pack a mac10 uzzy
pussy vertical high like AMG
cause its enough like DOC
young like Eazy-E
and the whole Cali will love it like and Dre
top dog like SN O P
Daz and Kurupt gin like the DPG
i used to pack a tricked crooked eye
y'all make me a a hammer a crooked eye
i like my mommma new ports banging too
back in 86' rappers all new born
man spice one dangerous thing
Richie Rich for them
niggaz the cain
but on seat is like the sneak
we get mailman like 40 bleed the streets
out Cali..

REG IME LBC that's me
i do been high the day of dust shack
the hood done bricks and big masters
gone coes got swagged your big dad
gang started with the tribe to plee at
kicked down at door up the floor
first motherfuckers to rap for Sign
now be take a look and face it
the Cezar chapped before this rap shit
to inverce with my toughts i'm a
all school rap on your caskets