Luyện nghe bài hát Da Shit

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)

low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I streets of Compton
out the '64, '6-trey
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and tell them

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

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

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

She gon' it, suck it, fuck it
Never back down, especially when Al Green in the
Now bitch, hit the weed and turn that ass
It's to bring back 'Chronic' and the 'Doggystyle'
West Coast niggaz holdin' shit down

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

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

I'm back on the of The Source and the XXL
Floatin' all the streets of Compton
I got more bitches, more plaques, beef and more straps
That's what the fuck I gangsta rap

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

With no Dre, sell the motherfucker out
'Cause here from the streets of Compton
We got Crip niggaz, Blood niggaz, ese's,
Red and blue laces, tattoos on

I you niggaz waitin', had to take you back to the basics
the Impala from gold to chrome Dayton's
Every time your bitch my voice, she masturbatin'
I run hoes like Walter Payton on the daily
I got your main swallowin' my babies

I'm a G, you see me
That be why you're talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da and you know it
Never stops, there's no
(It stop, niggaz)

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

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

Hydraulics make the world go
Your girl go down, make your girl slow down
Before she end up like Superhead, givin' super
Every nigga in the industry fucked Superhead

And I might fuck her too
If I catch her slidin' or ridin'
Through the streets of
down Green Leaf, smokin' on that green leaf
With a Mack 10 like was born on Queens

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

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

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

Everybody know what the fuck is goin' on
Am I to Aftermath, Interscope?
What's up with I'ma just say it like this
One day I walked in the house
And all my shit was