Luyện nghe bài hát Now Is The Time

[Kokane & {Snoop
Oh.......Chassa-dee
{They say Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}
the LBC

{They say Tray Deee is a baby - he's way too crazy}
La da da da da da da
{They say Tray Deee is a ragy - he's way too crazy}
the LB....LB
{They say Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}

Deee]
What up 'cause? You aint nothin different on mines
When I hit up motherfuckers with look in my eyes
It's a that I'm makin and aint takin no backtalk
I'm blowin niggaz off as soon as my gat cough
The last thought you rappin niggaz should
Is you can never get a scratch with Tray on the beat
On the streets over beef you dont compete uno - you know
The general a do low
Admit I'm wit it then I spit it and lit it
Niggaz timid in my vision I tension and thinkin
By my presence I'm a answer to hate
A true rider the mind - I pushed him outta his way
Fools and they ready steady comin with bullshit
A full with jewell will hit like a mule kick
A hit is all I'm aiming for when I blast
Motherfuckers hit the once I go in the dash

[Chorus: Dogg]
Now is the
is the place
To bang the khakis with the church fat lace
West is the coast, is the side
Long Beach is the where them gangstas ride
Money power, power brings respect
Disrespect the set I gotsta the tech
This is how it goes and thats how it's
2-1 in the land of the fun

[Tray
how ya figure that the game gon' wait
I came home straight from the pen to take your
Aint no this paper comin soon as I post up
And the victom's clock and catch him choppin his dough up
the his host up stripped, gagged and roped up
Take the whole cut and he be sure
I'm ruthless I crips and bloods alike
Thug for - come and catch the slug tonight
Insane frame feel no shame or pitty
Since the game is shitty I bang the city
Trippin so I brang the terroristical heat
Grab strap jacket mack to reach the tinted to
This is the beach now any got a rebuttal
eatin what he speakin once he cant get the muzzle
Struggle hard for my title and to hold it
You want it? Then all open

[Tray
I seven old B's put 'em in the street
Then thats more busta's who claim they got heat
And then it takes seven C's before I start to reach
thats 2-1 for the set now lets stretch out in the streets
Tray Deee never do it fool so dont expect it
get checked and they sets disrespected
No question I'm all you ever that you was
Till you ran across the and now you coughin up blood
Shoot first curse before they kick up dust
Clip bust then they gonna have to pick loc up
All they talkin cause I'm chalkin whole off
Since this loss a nigga's piss me off
Conflict with my clique get your bitch ass
All my comrads bomb back it's as sick as
2-1 till I'm done run from the turf
Check the badge boy we mash on run get it even

[Kokane & Dogg}]
mumbling until the end]
{They say Tray Deee is a ragy baby - way too crazy}
say Tray Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}
{They say Tray is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}
{They say Deee is a ragy baby - he's way too crazy}