Luyện nghe bài hát Behind Gates

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

For those don't know
We do it this,we do it like this
(Like how?, this)

I gotta say some shit we start the single
I'm of motherfuckers bitin' 40 lingo
Every I see yo' bitch ass you got a jingle
And you ain't wrote shit, got it my people

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

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

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

gates, heaven 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 have somethin' pimpin', be about mail

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

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

On the strength of purposes
burners
(Burners)
Finger on my thumper in this concrete
(Thumper)
Never know when you might have to, put a head on flat

Our status, is penthouses, yo' ass, is rent
We got, ten houses, can't even, spend
We go, invent ours, in about, ten
with that mob ass shit, it's a hit bitch

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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