Luyện nghe bài hát Da Shit

I'm a G, you see me
That must be why talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da and you know it
Never stops, there's no
(It stop, niggaz)

low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I cruise streets of
out the '64, '6-trey
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and them niggaz

I'll let the world know that I can't be stopped
Even without Doc, I'm still from the streets of
Yeah nigga, I said it and I'ma on top
Like a with bomb ass cop

Run up on 'em like rap niggaz, I ain't gotta clap niggaz
End your career with one line, like that,
Hit the front and back, make it bounce, let it jump
Killaforn I A is I'm from

Three-wheelin' the ass out, smoke chronic 'til I pass out
Holdin' at my nigga Daz house
He got a thick bad bitch from Long Beach
She a known freak and she got a reach

She touch it, suck it, fuck it
Never back down, especially Al Green in the background
Now bitch, hit the and turn that ass 'round
time to bring back 'Chronic' and the 'Doggystyle'
West niggaz still holdin' shit down

I'm a G, you see me
That be why you're talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da and you know it
Never stops, no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

Ridin' low, smoke, oh
As I cruise of Compton
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and tell niggaz

I'm back on the cover of The and the XXL
Floatin' all through the streets of
I got more bitches, more plaques, more beef and straps
That's what the I call gangsta rap

I was the Aftermath remedy 'til friends turned
kept me laced like blunts dipped in Hennessey
You niggaz act like The Game can't 'em out
One man show, sell a motherfucker out

With no Dre, still sell the out
'Cause here from the streets of Compton
We got niggaz, Blood niggaz, ese's, Asians
Red and blue laces, tattoos on

I kept you niggaz waitin', had to you back to the basics
Switch the Impala from to chrome Dayton's
Every time your hear my voice, she masturbatin'
I run through hoes like Walter on the daily
I got your main bitch swallowin' my

I'm a G, you see me
That must be why talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da shit and you it
Never stops, no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

Ridin' low, smoke, oh
As I streets of Compton
out the '64, '6-trey
Glasshouse, '57 and tell them niggaz

I'm the West Coast Rakim, got you niggaz in
Glasshouse sideways on the stock rims
New school, old mentality
Translation, pumps and twelve batteries

Hydraulics make the world go
Your girl go down, chronic make your girl slow
she end up like Superhead, givin' super head
Every nigga in the industry fucked Superhead

And I might fuck her too
If I ever catch her or ridin'
Through the streets of
Rollin' down Green Leaf, smokin' on that green
With a 10 like was born on Queens Street

Murder like I was born in Queensbridge
That's how I you pa niggaz what a king is
And you don't wanna play on a time clock
I'm in the Hall of Fame, next to Snoop, Pac
I got the motherfuckin' world locked

I'm a G, you see me
must be why you're talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da and you know it
stops, there's no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I cruise streets of
out the '64, '6-trey
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and tell niggaz

wanna know what the fuck is goin' on
Am I signed to Aftermath,
up with Geffen? I'ma just say it like this
One day I walked in the motherfuckin'
And all my was gone