Luyện nghe bài hát When... Get Thick

Who really the rapper since 'Pac got killed
I done that question when I copped my deal
Ask yourself when the Game is comin', next summer
I my shit'll drop before the next Howard homecoming

Now who in the runnin', no one, ask the niggaz who it
I got a four-fifth and it just me, it stay gunnin'
Me and my niggaz stay fogged up in the 600
Guilty as charged, in the air, guns in the doors

It's written, Compton niggaz run from the law
we get Monopoly money with hotels and a board
So never see a jail, and I'm allergic to bars
sit behind 'em or drink at 'em, so we travel with ours

Poppin' Crist' in the 6, like we drivin' through Gras
Thinkin' 'bout beads and titties as I through the city
And I 16 in the clip, and I let 'em all go
Like the did Ellie, Atty and Nick, huh

When shit get thick, niggaz dyin'
pop up in dumpsters, mothers start cryin'
Payback come through violent,
We hit blocks, shots, leave ya whole block silent, 'cause

When shit get thick, niggaz dyin'
Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers start
Payback through violent, nigga
We hit blocks, bust shots, leave ya block silent

No garbage we molta, move big cocoa
We off the train tracks like the great space
We hit real big and consistant like Sam
Prepare for war, like United soldiers

Lock and rock right like grey eight oz's
I'll be hittin' up spots, in them Range Rovers
Before you even try to play, all over
Empty out yo' pockets, turn over

We out cursin' yeah we keep it the sickest
we roll by the quads in them Z-66's
Big spittin', grip kitten, big face greed
Always dirty never clean but we live kings

Legendary like Sting, it's a history to
But not known for known for gettin' off hollows
Shoot me a glass of Remy, nah fuck it the whole
And watch me act bad and off, full throttle

When get thick, niggaz start dyin'
Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers start
come through violent, nigga
We hit blocks, shots, leave ya whole block silent, cause

When shit get thick, niggaz dyin'
Bodies pop up in dumpsters, mothers start
Payback come through violent,
We hit blocks, bust shots, leave ya whole silent

I'm from a batch where it no cut, we all in
36 on a beam scale for meal
Duffle bag on my my route, through the back of the jet
To bag up and everybody know it

I'm the iceholder the cut, never breakin' 'em up
My favorite is rainbowed up
a coke dealer, but I got bricks for cheap
Hit the lab for a fo' day block, we got

You niggaz can't compete when I in the streets
We Get Low, and there's no idea with the
It's a rule of thumb, let them a come
I'm cruisin' some, 20 inch and some

I'm in the wide body XM-5, all my snakes is
We check your five, the spot where the tec
And gotta Holla, the name
It's JT from the streets to CPT