Luyện nghe bài hát #1 Crew in the Area

Hoo-Bangers,
Y'all Fo' sho'
Well do this shit
I'ma start this bitch off, and y'all run it, it, uhh

On your marks, get set, go for what you
It's the number 1 in your area, doe for doe
I keep it thuggish my dicky's on sag
I buy my '57 Rag my '98 Jag

And just roll all over the town on 20 wheels
And just, brag all the mils, I made on mic skills
I and do my thang keepin' niggas on amp
It's Mack 10 kickin' shit from the camp

I just, up and ball, y'all
Comrade criminals and y'know we 'em all y'all
I'm hittin' six on the
And I'm on you busters 'cos that's how it gotta be

please, Cadillacs on Deez
And in the middle of the winter, it's still 89
We's die hard, pullin' job hall cards
Best to our records 'cos we's smack [Incomprehensible]

I kill a ten times, leave 'em on concrete
shit make ya say, "Damn, Tech got bomb heat"
First nigga that like, "I don't believe you"
First nigga who face touch ass 'fore, his knees do

Nigga, I ain't tryin' to you, know that
I'm no joke, black, you can quote that, I that
I hold Mac's with
the deuce-5's at my side so I got two guns

It stop 'til the casket drop
Quick to handle thangs, Hoo-Bang's the gang
On the with the shrap, tryin' to regulate cheese
we represent them straight B's and C's

Ready to go to war, I you to war
Hoo-Bangin' as I buck through your door
Bust, grab your bitch and her hit the floor
Give it a fuck, pour, what we came here for

'Til I die, why I'm in a Dodge
homies can't see me, I'm greedy, call me Idi
Speedy, the fire spits, like the Last Dragon
the clock wit' the Glocks, g'yeah

I'm a motherfuckin' Westside gangbang, low nigga
A 600 Benz ride, sipper
You wanna fuck with me, you're high, nigga
Fuck with this here, you disappear, to me clear

6-double 0 bang, ace O gang
Run up in and run trancs, what's my fuckin' name?
CJ L-A-Richwold, right here for the
Less risk for the roller, niggas over

So-so bangin', and packin' on chrome, up under the [Incomprehensible]
Swingin' packages from SC to
up on ya, puttin' 'em on ya wit' these knuckle hammers, mayn
It's the shadiest ridah loc, to let the barrel claim

Dub-C, one of the last niggas you get wit', with these things
I'm 'quipped bitch, I'm a couple of sandwiches away from a picnic
Clippin' but hoggs, I'm from the seaside of the walls
What's connectin' with these Nigga, ballin' 'til we fall

[Incomprehensible] and C's, slangin' CD's
Overseas, the and Japanese
Ya get got, your ass'll get
you on your hands and knees like you was makin' sulac

What's the Nigga, from here to Reno
Boo Kapone, got three cases up in
I smash, I for the cash, I smoke hash
I ripped your ass in half, don't do the math?

It don't stop 'til the drop
to handle them thangs, Hoo-Bang's the gang
On the corner with the shrap, to regulate cheese
Y'know we them straight B's and C's

Y'all don't get down, fuck y'all fools
Ya laydown, get clowned when we spray your whole town
The Jock Coon aka Binky Mac,
Porsche or gat? Put you flat I ditch my strap

What's the haps, mayn? Jockin' a crap game
Mack 10 put a nigga on in, so now I
Get new Jordans with my usual P hat
B-Mac, if I go broke I'm grabbin' my ski mask

Nigga, I'm a baller, dweller, ho' seller
for the pussy four times, do your duty
Bustle up in this and up
Live and die for the West, but ain't had

It's a Hoo-Bang thang, say a "Nigga, where ya homey be?"
Like, don't your roll, too late I'm banged out
I'm crucial, do this here on major zera
I live for violence and motherfuckers feel the

Rise up, when you fools is fallin'
The Dawgs is who you gon' call, we on the ball like
Trick, it's the infamous from the I
Hit the switch, in the Lac, and go low-to-high

Drive by, G loves swamp rat and thug dumpin'
Bumpin', see me Roadawgs, always into somethin'
N.W.A., Hoo-Bangin, the R-E-C-I-P-E, yeah
We 'em all, like Jamal

It's Westside Connect or ball?
Just ask the lil' homey Do
We get drunk and beatin' fools
Up at the party

It don't 'til the casket drop
Quick to handle them thangs, Hoo-Bang's the
On the with the shrap, tryin' to regulate cheese
Y'know we represent straight B's and C's

It don't stop 'til the casket
Quick to handle thangs, Hoo-Bang's the gang
On the corner with the shrap, tryin' to cheese
Y'know we represent them B's and C's

Yeah, ours, Westside Connect OGz
Hoo-Bang for the cheese,
You know about crew
Try to see it or L-I-G it, nigga, wuz