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 shit and you it
Never stops, no stoppin'
(It stop, niggaz)

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

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 said it and stay on top
a hoodrat with 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 Daz house
He always got a thick bad bitch Long Beach
She a known and she got a long reach

She gon' it, suck it, fuck it
Never back down, especially when Al in the background
Now bitch, hit the weed and turn ass 'round
It's time to bring back and the 'Doggystyle'
West Coast niggaz still 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
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 tell them

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

I was the Aftermath remedy friends turned enemies
Streets kept me laced like blunts dipped in
You niggaz act like The Game roll 'em out
One man show, still sell a out

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

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

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 streets of
Roll out the '64,
Glasshouse, '57 Chevrolet and them niggaz

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

Hydraulics make the world go
Your girl go down, chronic 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 catch her slidin' or
Through the streets of
Rollin' down Green Leaf, smokin' on green leaf
With a Mack 10 like was on Queens Street

Murder MC's like I was born in
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 of Fame, next to Snoop, behind Pac
I got the motherfuckin' world locked

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, there's no
(It stop, niggaz)

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

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 shit was