Luyện nghe bài hát Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

(Lil' Style)

Nine in the mornin, at my door (my door)
Blue Cortez squeakin cross the floor (right)
Dippin thru the I made my escape
Didn't get a chance to grab my Snoop Dogg tape
Mad no music but happy had to get free
fast as I can bail down 19th Street
I got my sacks in my pocket and at least a
Gold on my neck, my pistol's close in
I'm a Dogg Pound from the LBC
controlled by the bomb E.T.
But just livin in big city is a serious
Didn't know what the feds wanted, didn't have to ask

(Snoop Dogg)

We comin that G shit, that C shit that makin niggas sick
How does it feel to see a G from clique?
Wake up, jumped out of bed wit my on (why?)
Last night's game got my win on
About a G and a half is what I came
but twenty G's is what I left with
was the word I heard
I deep in my pockets and threw my stars on the curb
Gimme the dice so I can you niggas
I threw a 6 (C-I-X) so my point was the
Seven-four-four-tre back to
I sent two back to their lizzack

(Kurupt)

See now I'm off to the graveyard
and I gots ta pay my dues to my grip
But I cuz my ho might call
Ain't no thang cuz I sleeps all day and slang when fall
And I takes a quick up the block
with my Glock cocke, ready to make a stop where I set up
on and 8th Ave where all the homies be hangin
That's where a nigga'll be
I'm makin a grip of shit, this ain't me
so I put my chips together and cops a key
And now the shops on
and everything that's mines I protect with a Tek, I don't step
Now I got
and I'm a Lexus, fuck a Benz, and so many new friends
But I could trust a few
and I trusted you
But if only

(Snoop)

G and Snoop, homies from the get-go
and quoted, back in '84
I was thirteen, G was a year
but I still wasn't afraid to throw 'em from the
Gettin put on the was the anticipation
and yeah, King was the destination
Every nigga that I knew was at the Park night
even the that be lovin gettin sparked at night

(Lil' Style)

Back on the streets, straight blue and
cuz I represent like day
you can't tell me I don't be on the spot
when I can tell you all the that done got shot
From at about five years ago
when I was in high goin to Marshall
The homie use to up to the school and rock
and leave and have the bitches flockin his
them was the days of the past
but since the Pizzound we been whoopin people's ass
And a blast
and if you don't me nigga you can ask the homie Daz
And your ass
Fucked and let Young Swoop take your cash (ha ha)
He didn't even run, he away (buster)
cuz I to see that day
I wished I was there I would've
but that's why we axed your ass from the Pound
Cuz he even squab back
Man we can't fuck with no niggas like
He'll get us all
If the police was behind us, he even jump out with the strap
Now what I call a beeyatch! (Beeiyitch!)
I the emotion you was dropped the clique (yeah yeah)

(Snoop)

Some of these are bitches too
And some of these look just like you
So if you've ever told on
go out and get your roll on you punk ass nigga, you gettin' on

(Dat Daz)

It's 5:30 in the mornin, now I'm
Now as I to get G'd to a tee
And before I bail to you know I blaze up a sack
Another day, another for the gangsta mack
Bitch act like you know, show me some sex and
and lick me down slow, flossin, a bitch (bitch)
Yeah Dogg, one more thing I to mention
Shoot niggas, shoot ten
Shoot the piece, slip to fiends
Seven, goddamn it, win
A '64 for the honeys, ho for the G
Young Daz, little nigga you can't with me

(Snoop)

Now I knew that niggas couldn't get at you
So made them niggas try to spit at you
Disrespect a that snitch on you
Y'all punk ass niggas, man y'all some too

(Young Swoop)

Who got some gangsta shit? (ha ha)
Swoop G, I somebody's speakin up on you
Cuz when I mines there was no more nickels and dimes
boulders, ounces, half ounces and quota
PC is the season and I don't blunt
It sees the indo with skunk, I might as get drunk
To smoke some stress, shit'll put a hole in your chest
I want another twenty dollar, sure got me fucked up
My hood is gettin hot and is tryin ta plottin
Come up off a young nigga, call his
Swoop G the one, I do whats to be done (aah)
have my gun and my G from 2-1
It's Cerritos but you don't hear me though cos you really know
about the you-know, on Cerritos, ho
Swoop G by the fuckin
of these nigga wanna fuck with these (aah)
Swoop G, G, G