Luyện nghe bài hát Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

(Lil' Style)

Nine in the mornin, at my door (my door)
Cortez squeakin cross the hardwood floor (right)
Dippin thru the I made my escape
Didn't even get a chance to grab my Snoop tape
Mad with no music but happy had to get
Bailin as I can bail down 19th Street
I got my sacks in my and at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my close in hand
I'm a Dogg Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by the E.T.
But just livin in big is a serious task
Didn't know what the feds wanted, didn't time to ask

(Snoop Dogg)

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

(Kurupt)

See now I'm off to the shift
and I gots ta pay my dues to make my
But I chill cuz my ho call
Ain't no thang cuz I sleeps all day and slang when night
And I takes a walk up the block
with my cocke, ready to make a stop where I set up shop
on and 8th Ave where all the homies be hangin
where a nigga'll be slangin
I'm makin a cool of shit, this ain't me
so I put my together and cops a quarter key
And now the shops on
and everything that's mines I protect with a Tek, I don't half
Now I got
and I'm rollin a Lexus, fuck a Benz, and so many new
But I could only a few
and unawarely I you
But if only

(Snoop)

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

(Lil' Style)

Back on the streets, straight and grey
cuz I like every day
Nigga you can't tell me I be on the spot
I can tell you all the homies that done got shot
From at least about years ago
I was in junior high goin to Marshall
The homie use to come up to the and rock
and and have the bitches flockin his jock
Damn them was the days of the
but since the Pizzound formed we been whoopin ass
And a blast
and if you don't believe me nigga you can ask the Daz
And that's ass
Fucked around and let Swoop take your cash (ha ha)
He didn't even run, he away (buster)
cuz I to see that day
I I was there I would've clowned
but why we axed your bitch ass from the Pound
Cuz he wouldn't squab back
Man we can't fuck no niggas like that
get us all cracked
If the police was behind us, he wouldn't even out with the strap
Now that's what I a beeyatch! (Beeiyitch!)
I second the you was dropped the clique (yeah yeah)

(Snoop)

Some of nigga are bitches too
And of these niggas look just like you
So if you've ever been 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 school you know I blaze up a
Another day, dollar for the gangsta mack
Bitch act like you know, me some sex and affection
and lick me down slow, flossin, a bitch (bitch)
Yeah Dogg, one more thing I to mention
five niggas, shoot ten
Shoot the piece, slip to fiends
Seven, goddamn it, win
A '64 for the honeys, ho for the G
Young Daz, nigga you can't fuck with me

(Snoop)

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

(Young Swoop)

Who got some gangsta shit? (ha ha)
Swoop G, I heard speakin up on you
Cuz when I drop mines was no more nickels and dimes
just boulders, ounces, half ounces and
PC is the and I don't smoke blunt
It the indo with skunk, I might as well 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 is gettin hot and niggas is tryin ta plottin
Come up off a young nigga, call his
Swoop G the one, I do whats to be done (aah)
Al-ways my gun and my G from 2-1
It's Cerritos but you hear me though cos you don't really know
the you-know, on Cerritos, silly ho
Swoop G by the L-B's-C
None of these nigga wanna fuck with (aah)
Swoop G, G, G