Luyện nghe bài hát Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

(Lil' Style)

Nine in the mornin, feds at my (my door)
Blue Cortez cross the hardwood floor (right)
thru the alley I made my escape
Didn't even get a chance to my Snoop Dogg tape
Mad with no but happy had to get free
Bailin fast as I can down 19th Street
I got my sacks in my pocket and at a grand
on my neck, my pistol's close in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound from the LBC
Remotely by the bomb E.T.
But livin in big city is a serious task
Didn't know the feds wanted, didn't have time to ask

(Snoop Dogg)

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

(Kurupt)

See now I'm off to the graveyard
and I ta pay my dues to make my grip
But I cuz my ho might call
Ain't no cuz I sleeps all day and slang when night fall
And I takes a walk up the block
with my Glock cocke, 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 grip of shit, this ain't me
so I put my chips together and cops a key
And now the on deck
and everything that's mines I with a Tek, I don't half step
Now I got
and I'm a Lexus, fuck a Benz, and so many new friends
But I only trust a few
and unawarely I you
But if knew

(Snoop)

G and Snoop, from the motherfuckin 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
put on the hood was the anticipation
and yeah, Park was the destination
Every nigga I knew was at the Park that night
the smokers that be lovin gettin sparked at night

(Lil' Style)

Back on the streets, blue and grey
cuz I represent every day
Nigga you tell me I don't be on the spot
when I can tell you all the homies done got shot
From at least about five ago
when I was in junior high to Marshall
The use to come up to the school and rock
and leave and the bitches flockin his jock
Damn them was the of the past
but since the Pizzound formed we been whoopin ass
And a blast
and if you don't believe me you can ask the homie Daz
And that's ass
Fucked around and let Young Swoop take cash (ha ha)
He didn't even run, he away (buster)
cuz I lived to see day
I wished I was I would've clowned
but that's why we axed your bitch ass the Pound
Cuz he wouldn't even squab
Man we fuck with no niggas like that
He'll get us all
If the police was us, he wouldn't 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 nigga are bitches too
And some of 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)

5:30 in the mornin, now I'm yizzawnin
Now as I to get G'd to a tee
And I bail to school you know I blaze up a sack
Another day, another dollar for the mack
Bitch act you know, show me some sex and affection
and me down slow, flossin, tossin a bitch (bitch)
Yeah Dogg, one more thing I forgot to
Shoot five niggas, ten
the piece, slip to your fiends
Seven, goddamn it, win
A '64 for the honeys, ho for the G
Young Daz, little you can't fuck with me

(Snoop)

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

(Young Swoop)

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