Luyện nghe bài hát G'd Up

I bang with the gang don't need no intro
We run from East Long Beach to South Central
Credentials, to kick an' rip shows
Dip 4s an' pimp hoes while the indo

You know that coast low mentality
Focused on reality but livin' in a hole 'notha
We it straight hard but guard the spot
Bangas snatch chains in the lot

Don't matter, there still be fine hoes to
Pick about the thickest bitch an' I gots to her
It's routine, the coupe clean, let's hit the
You we all fuckin' once they glimpse the po'

Wit the satin in my hand, the gat on my lap
'Coz it's hatin' you're skatin' an' your pockets is fat
act for a minute like your ass surprised
Just the real way that gangstas ride

If it chronic, don't blaze it up
An' if it a Chevy, don't raise it up
You know we keep it bangin', fake the funk
So all the real niggaz stay up

We makin' only suckas claim to touch
By stickin' to the script an' changin' up
You know we keep it bangin', fake the funk
it real, motherfucka, stay gansta'd up

It's goin' down, motherfuckaz, dat
Sounds like been upstairs wit Zapp
An' the knockin' stop
I hope don't call the cops

It don't stop, the beat'll make your pop
Nah betta yet 'coz dis shit'll keep your cocked
You think I'm trippin'? Fool, I bullshittin'
You betta up on dis shit to keep the latest non-fiction

out for the friction
Dis coast on mine an' fuck anybody dssin', nigga, listen
Dogg House 'coz I'm a gangsta Crip
C walkin', on the extra clip

Now you be a friend
But you gonna make me unload an' slap the other in reload
You wanna go toe to
Sit my down on ground on the pound, nigga, hell, no

I must stay gangsta'd up 'coz it lives in me
An' I seen enuff, I guess dats when I'll free somebody
Once said from Willie C., nigga, speak on me
I won't stop, so let me be, we are from the streets,

I'm a Long Beach, Side mad ass lunatic
Gang bang, a bitch, nigga, out to get a grip
On the grind, gettin' mine, ask the on the 9
2 O, you

We own niggaz who talk bitch shit
Real niggaz dis, let's get rich
Under the sun with the 2 Ones
TLCs an' all the

for whatever, who eva wanna see me now
You lookin' like me, I you wanna be me now
It a whole lot to be Snoop D O dub
You gotta put it an' always stay G'd up

All Star shoes with the G
If I fall in the club, I might a pair of Stacy Adams
You catch me lookin' R an' B
I might be in a 3 piece lookin' way O.G.

Blazin' a ounce the homie, Cat
Or Ruff Dogg 'coz I puttin' hustlas on the map
I keep it fo' sho', do', lo'
An' always got the muthfuckin' do do

For all my an' ken folks, dis is for y'all
Let me hit sum'thin', dog
Beware of my
We an' dropin' nuthin' but the gangsta shit

If it chronic, don't blaze it up
An' if it ain't a Chevy, raise it up
You we keep it bangin', don't fake the funk
For all my real niggaz stay up

We makin' paper only claim to touch
By to the script an' neva changin' up
You know we keep it bangin', fake the funk
it real, motherfucka, stay gansta'd up

Gangstas, Dogg
for the 9 5, plus for pennies
Tray-Dee, Goldie Loc,
My nigga, on the beat, bustas for life
Side

You can't the 'West' without the E, S
Ah, yes, we connectin',
how we do it, do it to 'em
An' we out, see ya