Luyện nghe bài hát Who Got Some Gangsta Shit?

(Lil' Style)

Nine in the mornin, feds at my (my door)
Blue Cortez squeakin cross the hardwood (right)
Dippin thru the alley I my escape
Didn't even get a chance to grab my Dogg tape
Mad no music but happy had to get free
Bailin fast as I can bail down 19th
I got my sacks in my pocket and at least a
Gold on my neck, my pistol's in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta the LBC
Remotely controlled by the E.T.
But just livin in big 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 makin niggas sick
How does it feel to see a G from your
Wake up, out of bed wit my grin on (why?)
Last night's game got my win on
About a G and a half is I came with
but twenty G's is what I left with
*?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 was the biggest
back to back
I sent two fools back to their

(Kurupt)

See now I'm off to the graveyard
and I gots ta pay my to make my grip
But I chill cuz my ho might
Ain't no thang cuz I sleeps all day and slang when fall
And I a quick walk up the block
with my Glock cocke, ready to a stop where I set up shop
on 59th and 8th Ave all the homies be hangin
That's where a nigga'll be
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 a Lexus, fuck a Benz, and so many new friends
But I could only a few
and unawarely I you
But if knew

(Snoop)

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

(Lil' Style)

Back on the streets, straight and grey
cuz I represent every 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 least about five ago
when I was in high goin to Marshall
The homie use to come up to the and rock
and leave and have the bitches flockin his
Damn them was the of the past
but since the Pizzound formed we been people's ass
And a blast
and if you don't me nigga you can ask the homie Daz
And that's ass
Fucked around and let Young Swoop take your (ha ha)
He didn't even run, he away (buster)
cuz I lived to see day
I I was there I would've clowned
but that's why we axed your bitch ass the Pound
Cuz he wouldn't squab back
Man we can't fuck with no niggas like
get us all cracked
If the police was behind us, he even jump out with the strap
Now that's I call a beeyatch! (Beeiyitch!)
I second the emotion you was dropped the (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)

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 like you know, me some sex and affection
and lick me down slow, flossin, tossin a (bitch)
Dogg, one more thing I forgot to mention
Shoot five niggas, ten
Shoot the piece, slip to fiends
Seven, it, win again
A '64 for the honeys, ho for the G
Daz, little nigga you can't fuck with me

(Snoop)

Now I knew that niggas couldn't get at you
So made them niggas try to spit at you
a gang that 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 mines there 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 skunk, I might as well get drunk
To smoke some stress, that put a hole in your chest
I only 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 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 these nigga wanna fuck with (aah)
Swoop G, G, G