Luyện nghe bài hát #1 Crew in the Area

Hoo-Bangers,
Y'all ready? Fo'
let's do this shit
I'ma start this bitch off, and run it, check it, uhh

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

And just roll all over the on 20 inch wheels
And just, all about 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, wake up and ball,
Comrade criminals and we fades 'em all y'all
I'm hittin' six on the
And I'm ridin' on you busters 'cos how it gotta be

Niggas please, Cadillacs on
And in the middle of the winter, it's 89 degrees
We's die hard, pullin' job nigga's hall
Best to check our records 'cos we's [Incomprehensible]

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

Nigga, I ain't tryin' to please you, that
I'm no joke, black, you can that, I wrote that
I hold with 2-1's
Plus the deuce-5's at my side so I got two

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

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

I die, why camoflage? I'm in a Dodge
Your homies can't see me, I'm greedy, me Idi
Speedy, the fire spits, kicks the Last Dragon
Connects the clock the Glocks, g'yeah

I'm a motherfuckin' gangbang, low ride nigga
A 600 Benz ride, sipper
You don't wanna fuck with me, high, nigga
Fuck with here, you disappear, listen to me clear

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

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

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

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

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

It don't stop 'til the casket
Quick to handle them thangs, the gang
On the with the shrap, tryin' to regulate cheese
Y'know we them straight B's and C's

Y'all wanna get down, fuck y'all fools
Ya best laydown, get clowned when we spray whole town
The Jock Coon aka Binky Mac,
Porsche or gat? Put you flat then I my strap

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

Nigga, I'm a baller, Inglewood dweller, ho'
Schemin' for the pussy four times, do duty
Bustle up in and tatted up
Live and die for the West, but had enough

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

Rise up, when you other fools is
The Dawgs is who you gon' call, we on the ball Spalding
Trick, the infamous Macs from the I
Hit the switch, in the Lac, and go from

by, yeah 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 fades 'em all, Jamal

Westside Connect gangbang or ball?
Just ask the lil' Do Dirty
We get drunk and beatin' fools
Up at the pool

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

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

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