Luyện nghe bài hát What We Go Through

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Electric hot as da summer
More than funner, gun ya
In the open range, man it strange
Even deranged inside my brain

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

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

Now I moved from the East to the
on the street, niggaz wanna test
But these MCs, is scared to
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 back of my fo'
While ya Back To Cali, watch how you flow

Now ya know, this Warren G Era
G-Funk terror, look tha mirror
And what you see is the don of the

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

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

And we never you had clue of what we go through
So how in tha fuck could speak of our crew?
Ya thought this, ya thought that, we thought y'all should 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, Hershey and Bad Ass

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