Luyện nghe bài hát Dre- "187"

[Dr.
Niggers that I used to know and dope wit'
to how a motherfucker flow shit,
And let me what's up and they can blast on,
Thinkin' the homeys that passed on.
Row come to show you all the game at,
And you how my label got the name that
So many see me, and time is money,
But in the P-E-N, yo.
Welcome back to Nam, California.
a damn thing changed, so let me warn you.
Every motherfuckin you on the West Side,
The side, 20 niggers that just died.
Walkin' down the of L.A.
Stay strapped cause niggas bust every day, yo
The don't stop, on undercover cops,
So on this gettin' popped, shot,
Droppin' this and like that,
Rat-tat-tat-tat with their caps back.
So when you in the C-P-T.
You heat from fuckin' with' the D-R-E.
I got my on the shit unfolding.
And ain't gonna be no trippin'
they know the type of shit that I be holding.
If another word said,
let my forty-fo' go buck to the head, nigga.
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop
Yeah, and you stop,
it's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop
[Snoop
3 and to the 2 and 2 and to the 1,
Head away, sent away, get Snoop's got a gun,
And he's lookin' for the who set him up in '86
Now it's to put they ass in the mix.
Back on the with my khakis and my scars,
full of cavi and I'm headed for the bar.
Scared as a motherfucker, cause I'm out,
But I got to make my green, and plus they all
Follow me, they yellin' murder, but it won't stop,
Until the last that you know drop.
Another nigga out, but I doubt that you really give a fuck it's about.
Now, 99 pigs on a with me,
Not a motherfuckin' cop knock with me,
A C-O-N-V-I-C-T, the D-O-G, comin' from the L-B-C.
Look at what the doc in,
A 38, a Fo'ty-fo' mag, and mack 10
So you wanna do? (What you wanna do?)
I got the gauge, a uzi and the 22
so if you wanna blast, nigga we can 'em
If we stick 'em then we 'em so fuck 'em!"
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's 1-8-7 on a cop
Splat to a face, he fall.
Strong cause he starts to crawl.
I guess I gots to load the again.
Hit 'im with the hollow points and him spin.
Fuck it, I had to do quick.
Grabbed the 17, the clip went click.
to detect, but did not detect perfect
So I creep on ass, pops him and drops him.
ought to stop from beatin' up blacks,
Dead in his tracks, a full six pack.
Relax, I'm about to take my respect.
I aimed the twelve straight for his neck.
Boo-yaa! Boo-yaa! then I fade the wind.
1-8-7 and on again.
Well it's on, and on, and it's on, and it's on,
Fo'-fo' Eagle to your motherfuckin' dome
And on, and it's on, and it's on, and it's on,
Desert Eagle to your motherfuckin' dome.
Fuck 'em, buck 'em, if they really trip,
keep your hands on your motherfuckin' shit.
Yeah, and you stop,
cause it's on a motherfuckin cop
Yeah, and you stop,
it's 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin cop...