Luyện nghe bài hát Rat-Tat-Tat-Tat

You don't understand do you?
Hey man, you realize
In order for us to make this work
We get rid of the pimps, and the pushers, and the prostitutes
And then start all over again
you crazy!

Once
The Death Row organization commitin' mass murder
And we asking for shit, nigga we takin' it
So Dre, blast they ass
Rat-tat-tat-tat at night with my gat
On the of LA
where the pussy at
Straight for ya, for a hoe
Hangin' out, in my '64
16 switches for the niggas in my
17 shells so I it understood
back, lay back, way back in the cut
Ya come outside nigga ya gettin' up
But I told ya, creep, creep ya best
Like Luthor Vandross, fuckn' up the west
I'm back up in ya when ya nut
nut, from the D-R-E but
This is for the hoes that I used to
When I have my '64 and a lot of doe
I keep ya this and that
And I,

hesitate to put a nigga on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat that, and I,
Never to put a nigga on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat that, and I,
Never to put a nigga on his back

Oh wait, that's that nigga owe ya that grip
Ya, there that is
Break him off then
up, what's happinin'
I'm the man
Nigga you delinquent, can I get in?
Nigga, pay this nigga
(I got yo money)
Well, yo, check this out,
up
up?
up?
Ya
(I'll be though, I'll be back)
Ya, you ain't never comin'
Never hesitate to put a nigga on his
nigga
Rat-tat-tat-tat that, and I
hesitate to put a nigga on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat that, and I,
Never to put a nigga on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat that, and I,
Never hesitate to put a nigga on his
tat ta tat like that, and I,
Never to put a nigga on his back

and peepin' and I can get with these
The chronic, fat keys from my block
And it stop
me where ya want to go
To the
Or take a trip ballin' the row
My off in ya system attacks
Indo smoke in ya lungs, that
And you can lift it, on, and a a bomb
Takin' away like hell gone
California, back in and on a mission, a point
In my game, no fuckin' competition
They they was a runnin' up in reality
CPT, CAL my
It's strage how I rearrange and the business
By shit like this
Dope, niggas cope with the real
I peal, in the penitentiaries, and when I it goes,
like that, and I,
Never to put a nigga on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat that, and I,
Never hesitate to put a nigga on his
tat ta tat like that, and I,
Never to put a nigga on his back
Rat-tat-tat-tat tat ta tat that, and I,
Never to put a nigga on his back

Straight up, now you niggaz know where my homey's comin'
So quit the chit-chat, before ya find yourself on your biz-out, fool
It's 9-duce, Dr Drizzay, is sittin on Tizzart! It don't
Treartin' buster's a punk ass kizzart!
Bitch!