Luyện nghe bài hát Behind Gates

Say Earl, let's get it crack a in this bitch
Uh, nigga, nigga, y'know,
(Y'know)
Uh, Ice Cube and E-40 up in motherfucker
(Ice and E-40)

For those that know
We do it like this,we do it like
(Like how?, this)

I gotta say some shit 'fore we the single
I'm sick of motherfuckers 40 lingo
Every I see yo' bitch ass you got a jingle
And you ain't shit, got it from my people

whole ego, is evil, negro, fo'rizzo, we go
Get the Desert Eagle, blast on Regal
Your dub, no "California Love," California
From California bloods, and Calfironia

Dip ridin' them little itty bitty ass
In the town like you might see on carts
If I ain't ridin' mustard or mayonnaise zinas
And bowed toes, low on horse
Then, I'm bluffin', I'm less than nothin', a constipated

Constantly fartin', but I'm really supposed to be, on fools
Peep, Ice and E-40 doin' a track together
That's heat, players it don't get no better than this
That's heat two of the most grizzliest and Godzilla ass
To touch the mic
(Touch the mic)

Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
it real, two niggaz from the hood makin' mill's
Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
Was destined to somethin' pimpin', be about your mail

Behind gates, heaven or hell, mansion or
Keepin it real, two niggaz from the hood makin'
Behind gates, heaven or hell, mansion or
Was destined to have somethin' pimpin', be your mail

Now, I might a different language but I'm not Scottish
Got more in jail, than I do in college
I'm a cold piece of [unverified] through the park
And come every fifteen minutes in a different car

On the of flamboastin' purposes
Smokin'
(Burners)
Finger on my in this concrete habitat
(Thumper)
Never know when you might have to, put a head on flat

Our status, is penthouses, yo' ass, is houses
We got, ten houses, can't even, spend
We go, invent ours, in about, ten
Comin' that mob ass shit, it's a hit bitch

Broke bitch, turn a rich bitch
trick bitch wanna be a legit bitch
We got big ol', big gold
We got big ol', big gold, nickel
(Who is it?)

Behind gates, heaven or hell, mansion or
Keepin' it real, two niggaz the hood makin' mill's
Behind gates, heaven or hell, mansion or
Was to have somethin' pimpin', be about your mail

Let me tell you, broke niggaz offend me
Evidently, yo' Bentley said "rent me"
I see you rollin', stolen, L.A.P.D.
Is actin' just like me, they can't believe what see

you over, it's over, nigga, can't be sober
Rollin' through neighborhood fool nice to know ya
Fakin' like you got the bacon, with that ass Rolex
A nigga blast the soul reflects

My grew up tearin' projects, players shootin' craps pimpin'
side bets, hair full of naps pimpin'
Bunch of ruffnecks, play the old mayne
Money sex, servin' cocaine

girl, wedding dress, in the dope game
Block cleaners, out of my Ford Excursion truck
heaters, poppin' at all of my enemies better duck
Even though I'm makin' tapes I'm still

gates, heaven or hell, mansion or jail
Keepin it real, two niggaz from the hood mill's
Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
Was to have somethin' pimpin', be about your mail

Behind gates, or hell, mansion or jail
it real, two niggaz from the hood makin' mill's
Behind gates, heaven or hell, or jail
Was destined to have pimpin', be about your mail