Luyện nghe bài hát Da Shit

I'm a G, you see me
That must be why talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da shit and you it
stops, there's no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

Ridin' low, smoke, oh
As I streets of Compton
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 and tell them niggaz

I'll let the whole world that I can't be stopped
Even without Doc, I'm still the streets of Compton
Yeah nigga, I said it and I'ma on top
a hoodrat with bomb ass cop

Run up on 'em like rap niggaz, I ain't gotta clap niggaz
End your with one line, like that, nigga
Hit the switch front and back, it bounce, let it jump
I A is where I'm from

Three-wheelin' with the ass out, chronic 'til I pass out
Holdin' at my nigga Daz house
He always got a thick bad bitch Long Beach
She a freak and she got a long reach

She gon' touch it, it, fuck it
back down, especially when Al Green in the background
Now bitch, hit the weed and turn that ass
time to bring back 'Chronic' and the 'Doggystyle'
West Coast niggaz still shit down

I'm a G, you see me
That must be why you're
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da shit and you it
stops, there's no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

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

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

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

With no Dre, still 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 from gold to chrome Dayton's
Every time your hear my voice, she masturbatin'
I run through hoes Walter Payton on the daily
I got your main bitch my babies

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, there's no
(It stop, niggaz)

low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I streets of Compton
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 and tell them niggaz

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

Hydraulics the world go 'round
Your girl go down, chronic make your slow down
Before she end up like Superhead, super head
Every in the industry done fucked Superhead

And I just fuck her too
If I ever catch her or ridin'
Through the streets of
Rollin' down Leaf, smokin' on that green leaf
a Mack 10 like was born on Queens Street

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

I'm a G, you see me
must be why you're talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da shit and you it
stops, there's no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

Ridin' low, smoke, oh
As I cruise streets of
Roll out the '64,
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 in the motherfuckin' house
And all my shit was