Luyện nghe bài hát Gutter

Aye yo dis be da reason why I do dis
Stright da fuck outta
Reapin' muthafuckin' N.W.A.
I got a lot of fo' Dre
No Dre on da Album
But it no love loss nigga, thats ma nigga
We do it fo' da muthafuckin' NIGGA WHAT!!!

1]

Soon as the hit da snare
My Fitted in da air
I graduated form da of Hard Knocks like yea
So what da fuck you rhymin' about
If Hip-Hop was a pussy I'll the linin' out
Then I get low like they ride in da yea I'm dirty
I shine da diamonds in my mouth say..Cheese
a picture of da gold D's
Then picture me rollin' with da top on a 6-4 please
Get da up off my ass
For I put ma foot on da den slam on da gas
Burn rubba' like da 500
I'm from you get Daytonas fo' 500
Get a casket fo'
How da fuck could I off MTV News when niggas 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 rawest most
In da street with da and da Coke Cuttas'
Disrespect yo whole click and I stutta'
Westside I die Compton Muthafucka!
Yea I'll be da rawest Gutter
In da street with da fiends and da Cuttas'
Disrespect yo click and I don't stutta'
Fuck da Straight Outta Compton Muthafucka!

2]

I shine fo' niggas behind bars I ain't got that glow
Black in da cement I got that New Jack City flow
Black Rows sittin' low 22 dippin' gold bangin' Friend or Foe, me
Yea when from a young and
To da second
Niggas can't see in da Phantom I call them Wonder
It never rained Southern everyday is Summa'
Even when da grey its still hot fo' da Block Runnas stop frontin'
I told niggas da day Dre signed me, I'll come back in Tupac numbas
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 Hovas place, if life was a crap game and I was delt da Ace
Never wanted to be King just wanted to Dre

I'm da most Gutter
In da street da fiends and da Coke Cuttas'
Disrespect yo whole click and I stutta'
Bring da crown back to Muthafucka!
Yea be da rawest most Gutter
In da street with da and da Coke Cuttas'
Disrespect yo whole and I don't stutta'
Polishin' da thrown in 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 Manager them baggin' Grammys up like John Legend and Black Eye Peas
hoody on
Black Chuck Taylors,
fo' da Black Van
Some niggas call them Pac-Man watch me get Ghost
In that on white 550, 55 on da dash
Gotta' drive slow homie, in da dash
Let da sun back and da Cronic smoke out
Low Pro Pirelli so da poke out
Gwen Stefani ridin' shotgun yea I'm No Doubt
But not to high to Nextel Chirp and have them roll out
See I'm 1 rappa' gun clappa' compared to da unstaba'
Insane Muthafucka' and when I'm done plow!

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