Luyện nghe bài hát From Long Beach 2 Brick City

Get on up to get
And go to town
I say, don't stop till you get
I rock with you
Shake stuff

Get on up to get
And go to town
I say, don't stop till you get
I wanna with you
your stuff

Yo yo, Doctor, hit the floor
Wild out till the security hit the door, I'm
Gorilla paws, bang sugar
wanna pop E, hang with a Dogg

I told my man Snoop, she
Got a ho with no dough condoms with her
I'm a ride to the death of Def on my chest
Look at it at it, rob you and jet

you and flex
Funk in the Cadillac truck with a chicken, her neck
You done woke up and ain't trying to
You done called up Heffer to find the freaks

stay on the street
I'mma stay saying, "Fuck you", police
My mamma ain't no fool, she love me
That's why she hide my tool inside her

I'm a jump, bump, that ass
Rough sex, I fuck with shoulder pads
I'm like baby powder, ain't 'nother
nann ho getting Redman butter

And my man Gutter, DJ Inc.
Ja know them hoes yo we can't 'em
the heat yeah, I stay buzzing
Mixtapes I'm on the they stay dubbing

Brick City riding, then it 'bout it
Shoot up you then we Bin Ladin hidin'
Meth, show 'em where the luger
Open your safe, me where the food and vest

I hope when Dre hear this, he give a beat for ten
'Cause I on the corner like squegeemen
Yo Nate Dogg, what's happening
Long Beach, Brick City, at your frog

Everybody
All hoes around me
She was lost in the of love
Glad that Dogg found me

Girl, you got a
New back to Cali
You know who got the bomb
Long to Brick City

I know just you want, I got just want you need
Turn shit around, and back it up on me
I was the first, I guess I'll be the last to leave
D-O-double-G, will you it gangsta please

I gots to do it, yes yes loc', we keep the smoke
Me and my nigga, my nerve, my
I kick a bitch in the ass and smoke
I'm a fool in the pool doing the breaststroke

You want a problem, well, go
'Cause if not I to disco
And this ho from Acopoqo
And her inside out, now I'm 'bout to ride

go we hit the hood slow
Post up, set up, shop and four
Who got the best flow, who got the dough
Who got the hoes, nigga you know

its been ten years since I hit some cess smoke
But I still rock a mean on the West Coast in the summertime
And I crumble mine down to the
Nigga how I handle mine

Spiritual, we go, hear this
D-O-double-G, man I'm so fearless
Square biz, you what time it is
I'm cool on these niggas but I'm on a bitch

Now check dis, is
Put back out, now back in
Go head, wiggle it, you feeling me now
Girlfriend, you them now

The way you shake booty
It makes me your booty
The way you your booty
Sure good to me

The way you your booty
It makes me want your
The way you shake booty
looks good to me