Luyện nghe bài hát Cellphone

I remember days on Crenshaw, take a Beamer
Hit the hood, his rims off
Then hit that block, let him that Pac
That shit stop
Soo woo, new coupe, through the side
New Benz, top down, new rims, new bitch throwin' up P's, whoop

Compton niggas ain't gon' be the same
It's in my blood, you see my
You see my tats, you feel my
You in my hood? You from a
You got 2 seconds to answer where you from, or you gon' see your
Now that you slumped I see your

Nigga we got canals, shelves, niggas that tried, niggas that
Niggas that well, off in their jail cell
Shit, we got with full clips
That'll dip through you set and disappear "Hell Rell"
No bail like the peace
Get caught up in the middle of the at the light, you fuckin' bean pie
of your forehead nigga, that's where the beam lie
(You be ok) Cause I seen God

Niggas sellin' crack, Dre headphones
in heaven, bumpin' Biggie "Dead Wrong"
Cherry red Impala, Bobble red bone
I just killed a on my cellphone
Puff sellin' vodka, weed got my head
G-Man in heaven, on that headstone
LJ in prison, and my Legs gone
I just a nigga on my cellphone
Stop

Playin' chronic, blazin' with the windows tinted
Cause that don't cut the checks, the ones in yo' business
Rappers sendin' death threats but still ain't no killers
You a stretch away squeeze myself, can't depend on niggas
Shit on niggas the urinal and you'll see
That I be jewels and you should take 'em like a jewel thief
teeth is what I use to eat my fuckin' pray up with
Used to make the yayo flip now told me to lay your hits
Teamed up, the US just to let the name ring
Goin' home to fuck up, I did the King James thing
Steak and lobster the gentleman, sit with a gangster posture
Blowin' all these bands fans, screamin' like Frank Sinatra
Made it out the South Bay village homies hate I
But I don't owe you niggas shit, I'm supposed to thank my
Only chase for commas, got 'em in now raise the
Hotter than a blazin' comet, south central moth

Niggas crack, Dre sellin' headphones
2Pac in heaven, bumpin' "Dead Wrong"
Cherry red Impala, head red bone
I just a nigga on my cellphone
Puff sellin' vodka, got my head gone
G-Man in heaven, name on headstone
LJ in prison, and my nigga Legs
I just killed a on my cellphone
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