Luyện nghe bài hát Gutter

Aye yo dis be da why I do dis shit
Stright da fuck outta
Reapin' muthafuckin' N.W.A.
I got a lot of fo' Dre
No Dre on da Album
But it ain't no loss nigga, thats ma nigga
We do it fo' da muthafuckin' NIGGA WHAT!!!

1]

Soon as the hit da snare
My Dodger in da air
I graduated form da school of Hard Knocks yea
So what da you niggas rhymin' about
If Hip-Hop was a pussy I'll the linin' out
Then I get low like ride in da South yea I'm dirty
I shine without da diamonds in my say..Cheese
a picture of da gold D's
Then picture me rollin' da top back on a 6-4 please
Get da up off my ass
For I put ma on da break den slam on da gas
Burn rubba' da Daytona 500
I'm from you get Daytonas fo' 500
Get a casket fo'
How da fuck could I stay off MTV News when askin' fo' Beef
Talkin' bout' they gon Game when they say these thing
I where da 4-5 in L.A. like I'm A.C.

I'm da most Gutter
In da street da fiends and da Coke Cuttas'
Disrespect yo whole click and I stutta'
til' I die Compton Muthafucka!
Yea be da rawest most Gutter
In da street with da fiends and da Cuttas'
Disrespect yo click and I don't stutta'
Fuck da World Outta Compton Muthafucka!

2]

I shine fo' niggas behind bars I ain't got Diddy glow
Black in da cement I got that New Jack City flow
Rows sittin' low 22 dippin' gold bangin' Friend or Foe, feel me
Yea when a young and dumbin'
To da second
can't see in da Phantom I call them Stevie Wonder
It never rained Southern California everyday is
when da skys grey its still hot fo' da Block Runnas stop frontin'
I told niggas da same day Dre signed me, I'll come back in Tupac
I drop classics when otha' rappas hits
I stay hard all you niggas hangin' from my dick
Louie Vuitton bandana on my face, Jesse of da Rap game
I'm takin place, if life was a crap game and I was delt da Ace
Never wanted to be King just to meet Dre

I'm da rawest Gutter
In da with da fiends and da Coke Cuttas'
yo whole click and I don't stutta'
Bring da crown back to Muthafucka!
Yea be da rawest most Gutter
In da street with da fiends and da Coke
yo whole click and I don't stutta'
Polishin' da in Compton Muthafucka!

3]

I can't forget about da Hustlers in da hood same John Jeans as yesterday
Waitin' fo' da Customas , nigga I us to be them all B.M.
da A.M. to da P.M. fiends call me da G.M.
I was da General watchin' them baggin' Grammys up like John Legend and Black Eye Peas
hoody on
Black Chuck Taylors,
fo' da Black Van
Some call them Pac-Man know watch me get Ghost
In that white on white 550, 55 on da
Gotta' drive slow homie, in da dash
Let da sun roof back and da smoke out
Low Pro Pirelli so da Giovannis out
Gwen Stefani ridin' shotgun yea I'm high No
But not to high to Nextel Chirp and have boys roll out
See I'm that 1 rappa' gun compared to da unstaba'
Lyrically Insane and when I'm done plow!

I'm da rawest most
In da with da fiends and da Coke Cuttas'
Disrespect yo whole click and I don't
Westside til' I die Muthafucka!
it
I'll be da rawest most
In da street da fiends and da Coke Cuttas'
Disrespect yo whole click and I stutta'
da World Straight Outta Compton Muthafucka