Luyện nghe bài hát Blueberry

Watch it, it, Daz is comin'
And there'll be no waitin'
Watch it, watch it, Kurupt is
And be no more waitin'
Watch it, watch it, Doggystyle is
And be no more waitin'
You might be shootin', de place
If ever disrespectin', now

Now follow me in the depths of my mind
Think how many plots blossoms to how times
I'm sedatin' my asphyxiated from broke
And the bombast smoke that'll make a nigga choke
To my loc's way down in the Valley
To my homies in the Pound L.A. and the Beach
To my bulls out in Philly, 'cause all they is Phillies
With these silly-ass out for a niggaz riches

Now really, will he ever slip or
A big out, to my niggaz in Darby Twip
I the vocabulary to sinks MC's like ships
my nocturnal vibes and editorial clips
I got a click, hit you like a thousand volts
The catchin' cases robberies and assaults
It ain't my fault that my shit might hit that
Listen and get off the verbal contact

When a nigga gotta strive for his he can't
get somewhere
Now when a nigga gotta for his he can't stop
Gotta get

My mind-state these days make the average afraid
'em in the worst way, put it down for myself
Put 'em to rest, confess,
Snatch 'em a cap and 'em at my best
For the simple fact with contact, we the block
We drop bombs and we known to down the savage beast

And the rest of the I'll mistreat
Any MC tryin' to with D-A-Z
I represent it to the fullest, it be a verbal massacre
In ninety-six, with a different approach on
I got the flavor, and I'm
niggaz can't stop us, and can't fade us
Shady-ass can't stand next to ya
the Tek connects to ya

Swift as a when I'm catchin' ya
I I won't let ya escape, face the real on point
They're to kill, beyond the violated area
When the smoke clears the whether I'm toast or at home
I blaze the zag or the bone once again another zone is
try to step they get lit and blown

At the end the go out so before they do
I'm a L B C on through, true
Demandin' my respect, respect is what given
So is what I expect
The money got me to the point of no return
So the streets I roam catch chrome to the dome
Of this flack 45 caliber glock gat, gun, or pistol
Whistle, and watch all my homeboys

Run, or hear the click, damn that that you get hit with
When we bust, I let loose this is dick-up
To all the busters that and hate it, but can't fade it
With every attempt they fail, oh well consequences get suffered
I put pressure on sucker motherfuckers the is crisp
The deal is this, I plot 'em on a mash for my chips
Get in my way and get on
I'm stompin', steppin', with my weapon

With subjects all subject to harm, when I through
Who knew the real deal I conceal?
And still, can you feel, the topic of the whole situation is
No hoe is a
If I bust my brain to form knowledge to the max
Defeatin' and deletin' set backs
We wax tracks and smack up who compose the violence

Bringin' drama, with no guidance
Eyes went deceived, somethin' up my sleeve to
And these MC's be G's also D P G's and, L B C's
When we do the do to you so go your crew
And who, to compete with Techniec
will be verbal

So watch how you
And what you say when I
Sleepless acts that's bomb to ya, suffer insomnia
And I'ma, be comin' for you
So please be on the lookout for the Crew
out nigga

It's a MC barbecue cookout
Look out, out now
Yeah, witcha bad self, out