Luyện nghe bài hát Da Shit

I'm a G, you see me
That be why you're talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da shit and you it
Never stops, no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

Ridin' low, smoke, oh
As I streets of Compton
out the '64, '6-trey
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and tell them

I'll let the whole know that I can't be stopped
Even Doc, I'm still from the streets of Compton
Yeah nigga, I said it and I'ma on top
Like a hoodrat with ass cop

Run up on 'em like these rap niggaz, I ain't gotta niggaz
End your career with one line, that, nigga
Hit the switch front and back, make it bounce, let it
I A is where I'm from

Three-wheelin' with the ass out, smoke chronic 'til I out
Holdin' weight at my Daz house
He always got a thick bad bitch from Beach
She a known freak and she got a reach

She gon' it, suck it, fuck it
Never down, especially when Al Green in the background
Now bitch, hit the and turn that ass 'round
It's time to back 'Chronic' and the 'Doggystyle'
West niggaz still holdin' shit down

I'm a G, you see me
That must be why talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da and you know it
Never stops, no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

Ridin' low, smoke, oh
As I cruise streets of
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 and tell them niggaz

I'm back on the cover of The and the XXL
Floatin' all through the of Compton
I got more bitches, more plaques, more beef and straps
what the fuck I call gangsta rap

I was the remedy 'til friends turned enemies
Streets me laced like blunts dipped in Hennessey
You niggaz act like The Game can't 'em out
One man show, still a motherfucker out

no Dre, still sell the motherfucker out
'Cause everybody from the streets of Compton
We got niggaz, Blood niggaz, ese's, Asians
Red and blue laces, on faces

I kept you niggaz waitin', had to take you back to the
Switch the Impala gold to chrome Dayton's
Every time your hear my voice, she masturbatin'
I run hoes like Walter Payton on the daily
I got your main swallowin' my babies

I'm a G, you see me
must be why you're talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da and you know it
Never stops, no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

Ridin' low, smoke, oh
As I cruise streets of
out the '64, '6-trey
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and them niggaz

I'm the West Coast Rakim, got you niggaz in
Glasshouse sideways on the stock rims
New school, old mentality
Translation, pumps and twelve batteries

make the world go 'round
Your girl go down, chronic make your slow down
Before she end up like Superhead, givin' head
Every nigga in the industry done Superhead

And I just might her too
If I ever her slidin' or ridin'
Through the streets of
Rollin' down Leaf, smokin' on that green leaf
With a Mack 10 like was born on Street

Murder like I was born in Queensbridge
That's how I show you pa niggaz what a is
And you don't play chess on a time clock
I'm in the Hall of Fame, to Snoop, behind Pac
I got the whole motherfuckin' locked

I'm a G, you see me
That must be why you're
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da shit and you it
Never stops, there's no
(It stop, niggaz)

low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I cruise streets of
out the '64, '6-trey
Glasshouse, '57 and tell them niggaz

Everybody know what the fuck is goin' on
Am I signed to Aftermath,
What's up with I'ma just say it like this
One day I walked in the house
And all my was gone