Luyện nghe bài hát What'cha Gone Do

See im a real G head to toe
The West Coast to let you know
Got a floor that Namonia
will i live California

poppin, scrapes, scrapin, old school swanging, gold degons
hustlers hustle banging
whatch fo colour you and watch for u hangin
whatch for you its B's and C's
this is G's is than palm trees and weed
is more than movie stars and
is more than Holleywood and Roscoes
more like east-side browns pat and
take it up north to the bay when we ghosts ride out
your boy flow colder Tahoe then out Roscoes got a pacaralo
side show on this shure box
gass stepped everybody shake it real lops
and it up for Mac Dre and Pac
all eyez on that move me call it baywatch
and i'm hasselhoff the boss
24's on the porsche yeah it cost a
this bitch that you brought yeah sho toss the boss
was the straight without the sauce?
it off

westside westside G's throw setzi
and represent felix midgeon tooky
to my in the pen[itenciary] to my youngsters in groovy
ice cubes on my neck 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 raised gin like the DPG
i used to pack a hammer tricked eye
make me a rapper a hammer a crooked eye
i like my new ports banging too shorts
back in 86' rappers all new born
cool man one dangerous thing
Richie for them boss
niggaz slanging the
but on seat is like the sneak
we get that mailman like 40 the streets
out Cali..

REG IME LBC that's me
i do been since the day of dust shack
the hood fashion bricks and big masters
fresh coes got swagged your big dad
gang started with the tribe to plee at
kicked down at ripped up the floor
first to rap for Sign Moore
now be take a look and face it
the Julio Cezar chapped before rap shit
to inverce with my i'm a classic
all school rap daddy on caskets