Luyện nghe bài hát Da Shit

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

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

I'll let the whole world that I can't be stopped
Even without Doc, I'm still the streets of Compton
Yeah nigga, I said it and stay on top
Like a hoodrat bomb 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 front and back, make it bounce, let it jump
I A is where I'm from

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

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

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)

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

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

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

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

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

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, no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

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

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

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

And I just fuck her too
If I ever her slidin' or ridin'
Through the streets of
Rollin' Green Leaf, smokin' on that green leaf
With a 10 like 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 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
must 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 streets of
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and tell them

wanna know what the fuck 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