Luyện nghe bài hát What We Go Through

What's up G?
What's happenin'? I'm just chillin', you
Checkin' my you dig, you know
Trippin' off fools around the situation, you know it's like that

I went hustlin' and slangin' to bustin' and bangin'
I got to keep it real, so fuck not when I'm sangin'
Now let me y'all about this shit, went down the other night
Me and the dogs see niggaz, just caught up in da hype

Tryin' to ride and get by da FBI
we know 'bout them HK's, they right outside
But we never y'all had a clue 'bout what we go through
So tell how the fuck could you on my crew?

I went dirt to large work like boatloads of keys
It's hard work and it hurts to live on ya knees
So God please have a lil' mercy on my
What my eyes see my mind think my hand hold

The outcome of actions warm hearts turn cold
Lil snake tryin' to me wit the gun he stole
We hang out, banged out, same as the day before
wit perception, but don't know how my days a go
Could see my nigga wit some pay, a few days ago

Blaze up a flow, sit my paper grow
Cautious, in niggaz wanna cross this
But can't cross me, I'm way too flossy
Out here makin' millions all in wit the

Let's turn these to trillions
I've seen it all pop unfold and go
Now it's time to get mo' dough, ya
I play under the a thunder

Electric hot as da summer
foul than funner, gun ya
In the range, man it seems strange
Even sometimes inside my brain

I hold the key, then flee every MC close to me
I'm supposed to be all in wit my chips
I'm all in with the crips and bloods grips for thugs, I

The homey on his shoulda, 'cuz every day I'm older
As the turns and gets colder
Laid back I me sumpin'
Perfec from dynamic, bangin'

Now I moved the East to the West
Word on the street, wanna test
But these MCs, is to buck
Plus they too much and smoke too many blunts

You fuckin' rookies as Mr. Smith's cookies
Ya hate me one minute and tha next ya wanna me
He sent a hoe, in the seat of my fo'
While ya Goin' Back To Cali, watch how you

Now ya know, about this G Era
G-Funk terror, into tha mirror
And you see is the don of the company

You see, what I see
All of the in the LB
Sittin' back, and we makin' the
Warren G, Perfec, Locc and Bad Ass

And we never you had clue of what we go through
So how in tha fuck could y'all of our crew?
Ya thought this, ya thought that, we thought y'all should laid
it's like that for me it's like that

And we never you had clue of what we go through
So how in tha fuck could y'all of our crew?
Ya this, ya thought that, we thought y'all should laid back
it's like that for me it's like that

Sittin' back,and we makin' the
It's Warren, Perfec, Locc and Bad Ass
back,and we makin' the cash
It's Warren, Perfec, Locc and Bad Ass

Ya know what I'm Warren G
With my from the pound Hershey Locc
And the Perfec, ya know what I'm sayin' and Mr. Badass
And how we doin' it fool, yeah
We ain't bangin' on nigga, we doin' it like we should be fool, yeah