Luyện nghe bài hát Str-8 Gone

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Woo

Dedicated to the up
Straight Coast nigga, ain't no pity
Put holes in niggas, pretty
Real shitty a black Frank Nitty
I give drugs to the thugs
Handed down the by that nigga Ice-T
No doubt like me
recognise the great King Tee, twenty grand a ki
Ah, that's that G shit, no about that
Statutory is how I rape the rap
And get your niggas off my
and oh, GOD, ya don't scrap, cos (*gun shot*) FUCK THAT!
I'm very when I shoot
straight out the of my Lexus coupe
Ya wanna blame Tha group
but, naw, nigga Tela must've hit the loot
Cos he's actin loonie
and I don't give a cause I'm drunk and I'm a G like Spoonie
The wanna do me
So if you've got'cha county give it to me

Now baby, trip, it's King Tee with the gangsta shit
Ain't with nothin but them platinum hits
And the two dog groan, a 50 gat to dome
nigga on the mic str-8 gone

Huh, so I guess I earned the 'OG'
Been for ten years, it's my fifth Lp
I'ma give one to Easy E
A motherfuckin G, RIP
Now all fools talkin 'bout they some killers
car stealers, big time dealers
ass niggas keep it real, don't lie
You ain't killin shit and they let shit die
You ask "Who the am I?"
They call me 'Big Bone' and on my worst I fades em all
And I come ya hood like a locc ass G
Rip any fool that hisself an MC
It's one way, let's have gun play
I make it play, nigga, what you got to say
I got a mad crew of murderers,
Puttin soft niggas outta

Now baby, trip, it's King Tee with the gangsta shit
Ain't with nothin but them platinum hits
And the two dog groan, all the fuckin chips
That nigga on the mic str-8
Baby, trip, it's King Tee with the gangsta shit
Ain't fuckin with nothin but them platinum
And the two dog groan, on chrome
nigga on the mic str-8 gone

My whole crew illegal
with the bulletproof vest in the front and back Regal
Smokin that green grass
Hittin switches, on cuts from the past
We leaf cos we live like G's
Super-soft niggas enemies
I hit a lick on the East for ten
now I drive is on Deez
I'ma make you believe, I gotta put it down like a nigga should
My dope spot in every hood
I don't waste time, I need to get what's
Forty four shells from
Leave you in the blind, paralysed from ya spine
A partner of organised
Ya it all the time but now ya gotta hear it from the truth
til my Karl Phat's respect due

Now baby, trip, it's King Tee with the gangsta shit
Ain't fuckin with but them platinum hits
And the two dog groan, 50 gat to the
nigga on the mic str-8 gone
(repeat 4X)

And I'm