Luyện nghe bài hát Gunfiyah

[Verse 1: Dr.
Now will there be a day that my niggas won't ride for me? For me?
Nah, nah, nah
And will there ever be a day that your bitch won't slide with me?
Nah, nah, nah
And will it be a day that your hands ain't up when a nigga on stage
I been rollin' up haze in the for days just to work for a wage
Now I'm on, fuckin' paid in this
Who got a hit just like And got heart and rich like this?
failed, 20 years and he still got grip like this
And got kids with a hot bitch like this
You spendin' time get like this
I wrote a like this, I'm on some shit like...
I'm at home on the track, nigga, my shit
Try to spit my clip, you get hit and divided

Dr. Dre]
Uh, kill shit, I'ma about it
Laid out with the around him
Came back as kings, back with rings
What if we fall? I never thought it, nigga

Gunfire, gunfire, nah, nah, nah
Run at yah, run at yah, nah, nah, nah
We for yah, come for yah, nah, nah, nah
Set to my enemies
Fuck a rasclaat, those our
Mi got a few chains worth a keys
Them say they ride, mi say, "Pussy, please"
Pussy boy never me
[?] hundred
Nuh the police pon me
A keys in these streets
boy, now I walk with weed

[Refrain: Dr.
Uh, kill shit, I'ma about it
out with the chalk around him
Came back as kings, back with rings
What if we fall? I never about it, nigga

2: Dr. Dre]
How you C.E.O.? D.R.E
What a nigga he could try to be
Uh, even though I'm a place where
Niggas got TECs, mean technology
Grew up Blood niggas, real camaraderie
Plus niggas on the other side of me
But I'm the only nigga that I ever to be
Winner never sins, you know these tired of me
Not to it if you want crap in your home
Where a came from, my life changed
'Cause a made hits while my homies flipped bricks
Lot of them ain't here, can't
Tried to 9 to the 5
You alive if you ain't not willin' to die
The the low, the higher the high
Do or you don't, you or you fly
I mean you or die, nigga

[Refrain: Dr.
Uh, kill shit, I'ma about it
Laid out the chalk around him
Came back as kings, came with rings
What if we fall? I thought about it, nigga

Gunfire, gunfire, nah, nah, nah
Run at yah, run at yah, nah, nah, nah
We for yah, come for yah, nah, nah, nah
Set fire to my
a rasclaat, those our enemies
Mi got a few chains a hundred keys
Them say waan ride, mi say, "Pussy, please"
boy never worried me
[?] streets
Nuh the police pon me
A hundred in these streets
Pussy boy, now I walk weed