Luyện nghe bài hát What We Go Through

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

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

Tryin' to ride and get by da FBI
'Cause we know 'bout them HK's, right outside
But we knew y'all had a clue 'bout what we go through
So tell how the could you speak on my crew?

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

The outcome of these actions 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 paper
Cautious, in case niggaz wanna this
But they can't me, I'm way too flossy
Out makin' millions all in wit the villains

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

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

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 and bloods grips for thugs, I nudge

The homey on his shoulda, every day I'm gettin' older
As the turns and gets colder
Laid I shot me sumpin'
Perfec dynamic, bangin' G-Funk

Now I moved the East to the West
Word on the street, niggaz wanna
But these MCs, is scared to
Plus they talk too much and smoke too blunts

You rookies sweet as Mr. Smith's cookies
Ya hate me one minute and tha ya wanna buck me
He sent a hoe, in the back 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 what you see is the don of the

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

And we never knew you had 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 laid back
Yeah it's like that for me like that

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

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

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