Luyện nghe bài hát Behind Gates

Say Earl, let's get it crack a in this bitch
Uh, nigga, nigga, y'know,
(Y'know)
Uh, Ice Cube and E-40 up in this
(Ice and E-40)

For those that know
We do it this,we do it like this
(Like how?, this)

I say some shit 'fore we start the single
I'm of motherfuckers bitin' 40 lingo
Every time I see yo' bitch ass you got a
And you wrote shit, got it from my people

Your ego, is evil, negro, fo'rizzo, we go
Get the Desert Eagle, blast on your
Your dub, no "California Love," California
From California bloods, and 'cuz

Dip ridin' them itty bitty ass wheels
In the town you might see on shoppin' carts
If I ain't ridin' mustard or zinas [unverified]
And bowed toes, [unverified] low on
Then, I'm bluffin', I'm less than nothin', a constipated

Constantly fartin', but I'm really supposed to be, on fools
Peep, Ice Cube and E-40 doin' a track
That's heat, it don't get no better than this pimpin'
heat two of the most grizzliest and Godzilla ass niggaz
To touch the mic
(Touch the mic)

Behind gates, heaven or hell, or jail
Keepin it real, two niggaz from the makin' mill's
Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
Was to have somethin' pimpin', be about your mail

Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
Keepin it real, two niggaz from the makin' mill's
Behind gates, heaven or hell, mansion or
Was destined to somethin' pimpin', be about your mail

Now, I might a different language but I'm not Scottish
Got more homies in jail, than I do in
I'm a cold piece of [unverified] slide through the
And come back every fifteen in a different car

On the of flamboastin' purposes
Smokin'
(Burners)
Finger on my thumper in this habitat
(Thumper)
Never know when you just might have to, put a head on

Our status, is penthouses, yo' ass, is houses
We got, ten houses, even, spend ours
We go, ours, in about, ten hours
Comin' with mob ass shit, it's a hit bitch

bitch, turn into a rich bitch
Every trick bitch wanna be a legit
We got big ol', big gates
We got big ol', big gold, plates
(Who is it?)

Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
Keepin' it real, two niggaz the hood makin' mill's
Behind gates, heaven or hell, mansion or
Was to have somethin' pimpin', be about your mail

Let me tell you, broke niggaz offend me
Evidently, yo' Bentley musta "rent me"
I see you rollin', stolen, L.A.P.D.
Is actin' just me, they can't believe what they see

Pull you over, over, nigga, can't be sober
Rollin' through this fool nice to know ya
Fakin' like you got the bacon, that tickin' ass Rolex
A nigga blast 'til the reflects

My roots grew up tearin' projects, players shootin' pimpin'
Placin' bets, hair full of naps pimpin'
Bunch of ruffnecks, play the old mayne
Money cars sex, cocaine

White girl, wedding dress, in the game
Block cleaners, poppin' out of my Excursion truck
With heaters, at all of my enemies better duck
Even though I'm makin' tapes I'm still

Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
Keepin it real, two niggaz from the makin' mill's
Behind gates, heaven or hell, or jail
Was to have somethin' pimpin', be about your mail

Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
Keepin it real, two niggaz from the hood mill's
Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
Was destined to have somethin' pimpin', be about mail