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, 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

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

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

Three-wheelin' with the ass out, smoke 'til I pass out
Holdin' at my nigga Daz house
He always got a thick bad bitch Long Beach
She a known freak and she got a long

She touch it, suck it, fuck it
Never back down, especially Al Green in the background
Now bitch, hit the and turn that ass 'round
time to bring back 'Chronic' and the 'Doggystyle'
West Coast niggaz holdin' 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, there's no
(It stop, niggaz)

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

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

I was the Aftermath remedy 'til friends enemies
Streets kept me like blunts dipped in Hennessey
You niggaz act The Game 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 niggaz waitin', had to take you to the basics
Switch the Impala from to chrome Dayton's
Every time your bitch 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
must be why you're talkin'
(Shut mouth, bitch)
I'm da shit and you it
Never stops, there's no
(It stop, niggaz)

low, blowin' smoke, oh
As I streets of Compton
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and tell niggaz

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

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

And I might fuck her too
If I ever her slidin' or ridin'
the streets of Compton
Rollin' down Green Leaf, smokin' on that green
With a Mack 10 was born on Queens Street

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

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

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

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