Luyện nghe bài hát Da Shit

I'm a G, you see me
must be why you're 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 of Compton
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and tell them

I'll let the whole world know that I can't be
without Doc, I'm still from the streets of Compton
Yeah nigga, I it and I'ma stay 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' with the ass out, smoke chronic I pass out
Holdin' at my nigga Daz house
He always got a thick bad bitch from Long
She a freak and she got a long reach

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

I'm a G, you see me
That be why you're 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 Chevrolet and them niggaz

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

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

With no Dre, sell the motherfucker out
'Cause everybody from the streets of Compton
We got Crip niggaz, 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 gold to chrome Dayton's
Every your bitch hear my voice, she masturbatin'
I run through hoes Walter Payton on the daily
I got your bitch swallowin' my babies

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

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

I'm the West Rakim, got you niggaz blocked in
Glasshouse parked on the stock rims
New school, old school
Translation, fours pumps and twelve

Hydraulics make the go 'round
Your girl go down, chronic make girl slow down
Before she end up like Superhead, givin' head
Every nigga in the industry done Superhead

And I just might her too
If I ever catch her or ridin'
Through the of Compton
Rollin' down Green Leaf, smokin' on that leaf
With a Mack 10 like was on Queens Street

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

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

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

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