Luyện nghe bài hát You Don't Want None

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

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

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I Inglewood swing a king, cause my pockets is the fattest
The young presidential nigga the platinum status
Maniac Mack 10, and I'm all hogs
Now who wanna test the and the Dawgs?
With the knockin noodles leavin niggaz like top ramen
And Dawg I'm everytime you're even thinkin about bombin
a jack move blood, hit the deck and that's real
You need to up your goods or get your punk ass killed

[Road
In this I'm takin chances servin, slidin plastic
got bitches walkin out of 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 hustlers and kidnappers *woman screaming*
Every since my died, I put mo' licks in the mix
Another motherfucker hog

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

Chorus: Dawgs

You don't want (Westsiders we riders)
Licks, all about stacks and stocks
Max with
[Mack 10] as my lifetime is
up strong, lickin and flippin chickens

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

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

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

[Road
I'm a motherfuckin menace, mashin Lennox
up to down in Henny's, chasin it with Guinness
All one, greed in my eyesite G'd
and make em bleed nigga that I like
Gangsta love, on my gloves
Turn into showin they sevens and the dove
Who the Dawgs in your house? through your doors
and your windows, niggaz out

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

[Road
I exposed to this lavish life gangsta shit
And I I'm 'posed to have a nice major grip
So it up motherfucker! You got
one time with that flip mouth then I'm buckin ya
it in homey, keys 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 Road Dawgs, and One-Oh
up Westside Connect gangbangin to the fullest nigga!
(Tell em Dawg)
YOU FOOL! Unfadeable
Dub-S-C-G, you niggaz don't want
(WessSYDE!!)
You don't none
Nah nigga, you don't want
(You don't NONE!)