Luyện nghe bài hát What'cha Gone Do

See im a real G from to toe
The whole West to let you know
Got a floor that Namonia
Never will i California

poppin, scrapes, scrapin, old swanging, triple gold degons
hustlers hustle banging
fo colour you wear and watch for u hangin
whatch for you its B's and C's
this is G's is more than palm trees and
is more than movie and models
is more than Boulevard and Roscoes
more east-side browns pat and vato
take it up north to the bay when we ride out locs
your boy flow colder Tahoe then Robie out got a pacaralo
side show 24's on this box
gass stepped brake shake it real lops
and it up for Mac Dre and Pac
all eyez on that heify move me it baywatch
and i'm youck hasselhoff the
24's on the porsche yeah it a floss
this bitch that you brought yeah sho toss the boss
was the chicken without the sauce?
it off

westside G's throw your setzi
and represent from felix tooky
to my dudes in the pen[itenciary] to my youngsters in
ice cubes on my neck pack a mac10
only pussy vertical high AMG
cause its enough like DOC
young duzine Eazy-E
and the whole Cali will it like Tupac and Dre
top dog SN double O P
Daz and Kurupt gin like the DPG
i used to a hammer tricked crooked eye
y'all me a rapper a hammer a crooked eye
i like my mommma new banging too shorts
back in 86' when rappers all new
cool man spice one dangerous
Richie Rich for them
slanging the cain
but on seat is keep the sneak
we get that like 40 bleed the streets
out Cali..

REG IME LBC yeah me
i do been high the day of dust shack
the hood done bricks and big masters
gone fresh got swagged your big dad
gang bang started with the tribe to at
down at door ripped up the floor
first motherfuckers to rap for Sign
now be back take a and face it
the Julio Cezar chapped before this rap
to inverce with my toughts i'm a
all school rap daddy on caskets