Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Want None

Damn Dawg, sure look you
I hit licks
Yeah homey, with one-oh piece hangin around yo' neck

I hit nigga
Eighteen carat on the wrist, double digit
happenin witchu man?
I hit licks
Pushin
I you dog, I hit licks nigga

10]
I Inglewood like a king, cause my pockets is the fattest
The young nigga with the platinum status
Maniac Mack 10, and I'm all hogs
Now who wanna test the Chickenhawk and the
With the fo'-fo' knockin leavin niggaz like top ramen
And Dawg I'm dumpin everytime you're thinkin about bombin
This a jack move blood, hit the deck and real
You to give up your goods or get your punk ass killed

Dawgs]
In life I'm takin chances servin, slidin plastic
got walkin out of banks with cash advances
I came up watchin true no one can school us
seen fools go from mule-rs to U-Haul-ers
Stay strapped for the get plus I use it
to jack hustlers and kidnappers screaming*
Every since my died, I put mo' licks in the mix
motherfucker hog tied

in the trunk of the (how you do dat)
Trix are for kids, when I'm finished his dental (check it)
Step up to spit slugs on him, stole from me
I had to plug on him (we his whereabouts)
No more hesitatin, no more no more waitin
We gotta take him, him for his Dayton's
Empty the and desecrate him, verbatim
(Kill nigga yo) You hatin, we gotta fade em

Road Dawgs

You don't none (Westsiders we riders)
Licks, it's all about stacks and
Max with
10] as my lifetime is tickin
Comin up strong, lickin and flippin

[Road
Huh, it be the season for (right)
Much love to my niggaz and drug dealers
(Hell yeah (nigga) way)
for the handler fingers, bell ringers, bringers
on the real, when I stick steel in grill
the intent to kill you bout to get your cap peeled
Glock in the of a mack, I'm a hundred and jack
Kill for the crack, it and steal it right back

Set your mindstate, murders and po-po
California's ruthless... keep the
Straight out a fo'-do'
in the city the Damu rip, and cholo
G's wearin Polo, their 'do low
When I strike, stuck, I attack like Cujo
do or die for da meanest
in a gang this nigga, fuck all freaks!

10]
Since is the game, I guess I found my niche
Got everybody trippin how quick I got
First used to struggle, but now it's mo' betta
I got to meet mo' niggaz, so I mo' chedda
Now my whole check doe like a teller
Went from a quota nigga, to a big bird seller
Got the straight vacant what's to be made a nigga make it
And a nigga ain't makin, you best believe a nigga takin

[Road
I'm a menace, mashin through Lennox
up to Venice down in Henny's, chasin it with
All one, in my eyesite stay G'd
and make em bleed what that I like
love, slippin on my gloves
Turn into showin they sevens and the dove
Who the in your house? Comin through your doors
and your windows, layin out

10]
I can see clearly now, let the bullshit
Niggaz can't paid up in the masquerade
So I mash and hoo-ride when it's time to
And keep a big fat heater cause cold outside
I flash like boo-ya, won't to DO ya
A nigga me a straight junkie for MOO-la
One-Oh all about the doe the and the funds
Makin hons pull they guns and two-one-one's (beyitch!)

Dawgs]
I been exposed to lavish life gangsta shit
And I suppose I'm 'posed to have a major grip
So it up motherfucker! You got
one more time with that flip mouth then I'm ya
Check it in homey, and cash
Don't make me act afool and blast your brains all over dash
Another bloody (Bitch ass nigga!)
Blaowww, I ran out of

4X

10]
Yeahhh, the Dawgs, and Mack One-Oh
Straight up Westside Connect gangbangin to the nigga!
(Tell em Dawg)
YOU KNOW FOOL!
Dub-S-C-G, you niggaz don't none
(WessSYDE!!)
You don't none
Nah nigga, you don't none
(You don't NONE!)