Luyện nghe bài hát What We Go Through

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I the key, identify 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 for thugs, I nudge

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 laid
Yeah it's like for me it's like that

Sittin' back,and we makin' the
It's Warren, Perfec, Hershey and Bad Ass
Sittin' back,and we makin' the
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 and Mr. Badass
And that's how we it fool, yeah
We ain't bangin' on nigga, we doin' it like we should be fool, yeah