Luyện nghe bài hát Da Shit

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

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

I'll let the world know that I can't be stopped
Even without Doc, I'm still from the streets of
Yeah nigga, I it and I'ma stay on top
a hoodrat with bomb ass cop

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

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

She gon' touch it, it, fuck it
Never back down, especially Al Green in the background
Now bitch, hit the weed and turn ass 'round
time to bring back 'Chronic' and the 'Doggystyle'
West Coast niggaz still shit down

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

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

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

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

With no Dre, sell the motherfucker out
'Cause everybody here the streets of Compton
We got Crip niggaz, Blood niggaz, ese's,
Red and blue laces, tattoos on

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

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

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

I'm the Coast Rakim, got you niggaz blocked in
Glasshouse parked on the stock rims
New school, old mentality
Translation, fours pumps and batteries

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

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 10 like was born on Queens Street

Murder MC's like I was born in
how I show you pa niggaz what a king is
And you wanna play chess on a time clock
I'm in the Hall of Fame, next to Snoop, Pac
I got the whole motherfuckin' world

I'm a G, you see me
That be why you're talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da and you know it
stops, there's no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

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

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