Luyện nghe bài hát Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

(Lil' Style)

Nine in the mornin, at my door (my door)
Blue Cortez cross the hardwood floor (right)
thru the alley I made my escape
Didn't even get a to grab my Snoop Dogg tape
Mad with no music but had to get free
Bailin fast as I can bail 19th Street
I got my sacks in my and at least a grand
Gold on my neck, my pistol's close in
I'm a Dogg Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely by the bomb E.T.
But just in big city is a serious task
Didn't what the feds wanted, didn't have 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 your clique?
up, jumped out of bed wit my grin on (why?)
Last night's 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 you niggas
I threw a 6 (C-I-X) so my point was the
Seven-four-four-tre to back
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 chill cuz my ho might
Ain't no thang cuz I sleeps all day and when night fall
And I takes a walk up the block
with my cocke, ready to make a stop where I set up shop
on 59th and 8th Ave where all the be hangin
That's where a be slangin
I'm makin a cool grip of shit, this me
so I put my chips together and cops a key
And now the on deck
and everything that's I protect with a Tek, I don't half step
Now I got
and I'm rollin a Lexus, fuck a Benz, and so many new
But I only trust a few
and I trusted you
But if only

(Snoop)

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

(Lil' Style)

Back on the streets, straight and grey
cuz I represent like day
Nigga you can't tell me I don't be on the
when I can you all the homies 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
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 Young Swoop take cash (ha ha)
He didn't even run, he walked (buster)
cuz I to see that day
I I was there I would've clowned
but that's why we axed your bitch ass from the
Cuz he wouldn't even back
Man we can't with 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 the emotion you was dropped the clique (yeah yeah)

(Snoop)

Some of nigga are bitches too
And some of these niggas look like you
So if you've been told on
go out and get roll on you punk ass nigga, you gettin' stole 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 I blaze up a sack
Another day, another for the gangsta mack
Bitch act like you know, show me sex and affection
and lick me down slow, flossin, a bitch (bitch)
Dogg, one more thing I forgot to mention
Shoot niggas, shoot ten
the piece, slip to your 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 them niggas couldn't get at you
So what made niggas try to spit at you
Disrespect a gang that on you
Y'all punk ass niggas, man y'all bitches too

(Young Swoop)

Who got some gangsta gangsta (ha ha)
Swoop G, I heard speakin up on you
Cuz when I drop mines was no more nickels and dimes
just boulders, ounces, ounces and quota
PC is the and I don't smoke blunt
It sees the indo with skunk, I as well get drunk
To smoke some stress, that shit'll put a in your chest
I only another twenty dollar, sure got me fucked up
My hood is gettin hot and niggas is tryin ta
up off a young nigga, call his shots
Swoop G ain't the one, I do to be done (aah)
have my gun and my G from 2-1
It's but you don't hear me though cos you don't really know
the you-know, on Cerritos, silly ho
Swoop G by the fuckin
None of nigga wanna fuck with these (aah)
Swoop G, G, G