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
Never will i California

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

westside G's throw your setzi
and represent from midgeon 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 funky enough DOC
young duzine Eazy-E
and the whole Cali will it like Tupac and Dre
top dog SN double O P
Daz and raised gin like the DPG
i to pack a hammer tricked crooked eye
y'all make me a rapper a hammer a eye
i my mommma new ports banging too shorts
in 86' when rappers all new born
cool man spice one thing
Richie Rich for them
slanging the cain
but on seat is like keep the
we get that mailman like 40 bleed the
out Cali..

REG IME LBC yeah me
i do been high since the day of dust
the done fashion bricks and big masters
gone fresh coes got your big dad
gang bang started with the to plee at
kicked down at ripped up the floor
motherfuckers to rap for Sign Moore
now be back take a and face it
the Julio Cezar chapped before rap shit
to inverce with my i'm a classic
all school rap daddy on your