Luyện nghe bài hát What We Go Through

What's up G?
What's happenin'? I'm just chillin', you
Checkin' my you dig, you know
Trippin' off these fools around the situation, you know like that

I went from hustlin' and slangin' to and bangin'
I got to it real, so fuck not cursin' when I'm sangin'
Now let me tell y'all about this shit, down the other night
Me and the dogs see some niggaz, just caught up in da

Tryin' to and get by like da FBI
'Cause we know 'bout them HK's, they outside
But we never knew y'all had a clue 'bout what we go
So tell how the fuck you speak on my crew?

I went from dirt to large work like boatloads of
It's hard work and it hurts to live on ya knees
So God please have a lil' on my soul
What my see my mind think my hand should hold

The outcome of these actions hearts turn cold
Lil snake tryin' to me wit the gun he stole
We hang out, banged out, route as the day before
Blessed wit perception, but don't know how my a go
Could see my nigga hittin' wit pay, a few days ago

up a flow, sit watch my paper grow
Cautious, in case wanna cross this
But they cross me, I'm way too flossy
Out here millions all in wit the villains

Let's turn these to trillions
seen it all pop slow unfold and go
Now time to get mo' dough, ya know
I play under the wrath a

Electric shocks hot as da
More than funner, gun ya
In the open range, man it strange
Even sometimes deranged inside my

I hold the key, identify flee every MC close to me
I'm supposed to be all in wit my chips
I'm all in with the crips and grips for thugs, I nudge

The homey on his shoulda, every day I'm gettin' older
As the world turns and colder
Laid back I shot me
Perfec from dynamic, G-Funk

Now I from the East to the West
Word on the street, wanna test
But these MCs, is to buck
Plus they talk too much and too many blunts

You rookies sweet as Mr. Smith's cookies
Ya hate me one minute and tha ya wanna buck me
He sent a hoe, in the seat of my fo'
ya Goin' Back To Cali, watch how you flow

Now ya know, about this G Era
G-Funk terror, into tha mirror
And what you see is the don of the

You still see, I see
All of the in the LB
Sittin' back, and we makin' the
Warren G, Perfec, Hershey and Bad Ass

And we never you had clue of what we go through
So how in tha could y'all speak of our crew?
Ya thought this, ya thought that, we thought y'all should laid
Yeah it's like that for me it's that

And we never knew you had clue of we go through
So how in tha could y'all speak of our crew?
Ya thought this, ya thought that, we thought y'all should back
Yeah it's like for me it's like that

Sittin' back,and we makin' the
It's Warren, Perfec, Hershey and Bad Ass
Sittin' back,and we the cash
Warren, Perfec, Hershey Locc and Bad Ass

Ya know what I'm sayin' G
With my homeboy from the pound Hershey
And the homey Perfec, ya what I'm sayin' and Mr. Badass
And that's how we doin' it fool,
We ain't bangin' on wacks nigga, we doin' it like we be fool, yeah