Luyện nghe bài hát Really Doe

To G or not to G, is the
And Smith told Wesson
I'm with the .380 old school diploma
leave that ass in a coma, so
If you got a herringbone, Welcome to the
Two-eleven, Reverend
Oh my god, gettin
for the smog, "Atomic Dog"
Hard to swallow, as Rollo
Count to ten, and try to follow
Cause like Waco, I can take fo'
ATF, to they
Bust a on Western, go and get a room
Don't want to be a like Stacey Koon
Get the right bitch, hit the light switch, we go
Tap that ass like really doe

"You got to believe, somethin"
West Lynch Mob
"I got to in me"
I'm a motherfuckin G
Cause I'm a
{"And who the are you?"}

Thirty in a holdin tank, the vapors
me a pillow out of toilet paper
Concrete bench kickin' off the
Eses deep, don't fuck with dem
Phone check, call from the baller
Her mama please don't call her
Do-Wah-Diddy, far New Jack City
Seen one of my peers, "What the you doin in here?"
He said, "One-eighty-seven on the
And treat me like I just shot a Kennedy!"
bitch thinks she's the Queen Bee
Ink on my thumb, index, and
"Sir, set you from?" Play dumb
"General popu-la-tion"
Mama put house up, and I can bounce up
Out this motherfucker, that's why I ya
Out like a boss, with a of sauce
Got the shit sewed up Betsy Ross
a friend know? Buy some indo
Never with a silly ho really doe

"You got to believe, somethin"
Side Lynch Mob
"I got to in me"
I'm a motherfuckin G
Cause I'm a
{"And who the are you?"}

Knock you out NyQuil, I'll kill you quick
You trick
So run up, wit ya gun up
I got the back breaker, double pump rump shaker
Cause we can play hookie in the Aqua
With concrete Nikes, ya gets no
unforgiven with the mic on
And punks runnin roaches with the light on
And all the shit I'm startin
Bust a cap (ka-kow-POW) like Jerome on
You lookin for a with benefits
Cause you got a baby, take many shits
And you I got a grip like a baby on a tit
Scopin', hopin', thighs
But I kick back, six-pack, and hit the Phillie
ho really doe

"You got to believe, somethin"
West Lynch Mob
"I got to in me"
Cause I'm a G
I'm a mother-fuckin
{"And who the are you?"}

"You got to believe, somethin"
West Lynch Mob
"I got to in me"
Cause I'm a G
I'm a mother-fuckin
{"And who the are you?"}