Luyện nghe bài hát Cellphone

I remember days on Crenshaw, take a Beamer
Hit the hood, his rims off
Then hit that block, let him that Pac
That shit stop
Soo woo, new coupe, the west side
New Benz, top down, new rims, new bitch throwin' up P's, whoop

Compton ain't never gon' be the same
in my blood, you see my veins
You see my tats, you feel my
You in my hood? You a gang
You got 2 to answer where you from, or you gon' see your brains
Now you slumped I see your change

we got canals, shelves, niggas that tried, niggas that died
Niggas that well, off in their jail cell
Shit, we got niggas full clips
That'll dip through you set and disappear "Hell Rell"
No bail like the peace
Get caught up in the middle of the street at the light, you fuckin' pie
of your forehead nigga, that's where the beam lie
(You be ok) Cause I done God

Niggas sellin' crack, Dre headphones
2Pac in heaven, bumpin' "Dead Wrong"
Cherry red Impala, Bobble red bone
I just killed a nigga on my
Puff sellin' vodka, weed got my gone
G-Man in heaven, name on headstone
LJ in prison, and my Legs gone
I just killed a on my cellphone
that

Playin' chronic, blazin' chronic the windows tinted
Cause those don't cut the checks, the ones in yo' business
Rappers sendin' threats but still ain't sent no killers
You a stretch away squeeze myself, can't depend on niggas
Shit on niggas check the urinal and see
That I be droppin' and you should take 'em like a jewel thief
Wolves teeth is I use to eat my fuckin' pray up with
Used to make the yayo flip now Game told me to lay hits
up, toured the US just to let the name ring
Goin' home to fuck shit up, I did the James thing
and lobster with the gentleman, sit with a gangster posture
Blowin' all these bands fans, screamin' it's Frank Sinatra
Made it out the Bay village homies hate I prosper
But I don't owe you niggas shit, I'm supposed to thank my
chase for commas, got 'em in now raise the Llama
Hotter than a blazin' comet, fuckin' central moth

Niggas sellin' crack, Dre headphones
2Pac in heaven, bumpin' "Dead Wrong"
Cherry red Impala, Bobble red bone
I just killed a on my cellphone
Puff vodka, weed got my head gone
in heaven, name on that headstone
LJ in prison, and my nigga Legs
I killed a nigga on my cellphone
Stop