Luyện nghe bài hát What'cha Gone Do

See im a real G from to toe
The whole West to let you know
Got a floor that Namonia
Never will i California

poppin, scrapes, scrapin, old swanging, triple gold degons
hustlers gangsters banging
whatch fo you wear and watch for u hangin
whatch for you its B's and C's
this is G's is more than trees and weed
is more than stars and models
is more than Boulevard and Roscoes
more east-side browns pat and vato
take it up north to the bay when we ghosts out locs
your boy flow colder Tahoe Robie out Roscoes got a pacaralo
side 24's on this shure box
gass stepped brake everybody it real lops
and it up for Mac Dre and Pac
all eyez on heify move me call it baywatch
and i'm hasselhoff the boss
24's on the porsche yeah it a floss
Venn this bitch you brought yeah sho toss the boss
was the chicken straight the sauce?
it off

westside G's throw your setzi
and represent from felix midgeon
to my dudes in the to my youngsters in groovy
ice cubes on my neck pack a mac10
only pussy high like AMG
cause its funky like DOC
young duzine Eazy-E
and the whole Cali will it like Tupac and Dre
top dog SN double O P
Daz and Kurupt gin like the DPG
i used to pack a hammer crooked eye
make me a rapper a hammer a crooked eye
i like my mommma new banging too shorts
in 86' when rappers all new born
cool man one dangerous thing
Richie Rich for them
niggaz the cain
but on is like keep the sneak
we get mailman like 40 bleed the streets
out Cali..

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