Luyện nghe bài hát What'cha Gone Do

See im a real G head to toe
The whole West to let you know
Got a floor that seeks
will i live California

poppin, scrapes, scrapin, old school swanging, gold degons
hustle gangsters banging
whatch fo you wear and watch for u hangin
for you claiming its B's and C's
this is G's is more than palm and weed
is more than stars and models
is more Holleywood Boulevard and Roscoes
more like east-side browns pat and
take it up north to the bay we ghosts ride out locs
your boy flow Tahoe then Robie out Roscoes got a pacaralo
side show 24's on this box
gass stepped brake everybody shake it lops
and it up for Mac Dre and Pac
all on that heify move me call it baywatch
and i'm youck the boss
24's on the porsche yeah it cost a
Venn this bitch that you brought sho toss the boss
was the chicken straight without the
it off

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

REG IME LBC that's me
i do been high since the day of shack
the hood done fashion bricks and big
gone coes got swagged your big dad
gang started with the tribe to plee at
kicked down at door ripped up the
first motherfuckers to rap for Moore
now be back a look and face it
the Julio Cezar before this rap shit
to inverce with my toughts i'm a
all school rap on your caskets