Luyện nghe bài hát Bang or Ball

From I got the hook-up!

W s ya
of a street nigga
We got the
Either it or take it

(chorus)

Bang or bang or ball
We don't know shit
bang or ball
Bang or ball bang or
Westside niggas an we it all

Connect gang
Or should I say bloods an
weed ? ? ? ?
Cus we ain't trippin off
on they feet
Now we the hated bye the haters
parkin lot fulla
Benzos an
Man the are freezin
Keep heat near you
classic chevroletes
With bandannas on the
Now when it to grindin
Man I'm as good as they
I got the bombay
That leave body numb
Now I bang I slang
An my hooks was still
But somehow I comin up
shy of a ticket
Now I'm the most
As a of fact I'm doin it all
Cus connect gang bangin uhh
gonna ball

Representitive from the
? ? ? ? ?
Them dumpin motherfuckers
Up with this ws it's on
Yea g love know the bomb at
Die hard the comrads
Take a hit or a contact
the road dog
When ya see the millameta cocked
Shes too clean to bend the corna on the ? ? ?
I bring the
Like that gap
I hit em up
Mashin an blastin with the fat man

Load the up
Strap ya up
gang
The insane west
Bout to get they up
Shit I represent the
Them niggas that bang
And test they three
I turn the dial
Its like ain't no for the real nigga
Dyslexic styles
Bang ball or be
We out the ws and we remain undefeated

(chorus)

Yea line em up an buck em down the tramp 8
Its for the whole
Im it don't you hesitate
Yea the
most notorius fool
When I'm the crew
Dont get to fuckin with
An fool youll be layin in king
Body full of
An thats just a before I'm swarmin
? ? ? ? always first at

we tryin to
Do
Who with connect gang
or ball
Slang or nigga
Road we can fade em all
Busta we shot
In the land of
You paper haters wanna shots
But this shit don't
You to get got
Englewood we all about ends
Got throwin up the w from
New to new orleans

Its the b I c an k y why ask why
do or die
From the
Know a who
Gats we em
Chips we em
we pickin em
Bitches we em
On a
Hit up my on a cellular
no body fuck with ws I'm tellin ya
Blocks get
My nine he squeezed it
Niggas talkin
well just repeat it

(chorus)

Yea I pain
Cook cocaine an smoke
affileated an fuck the police
My street
Is to lavishly
Defy
I see a nigga havin me
On 4th an 2 I'm the nigga ya it to
Hard stoned cold
pressure I wont fold
Sendin to my niggas
With they on hold
I my own destiny
These niggas get the best of me
Mr. k mack an w s down in history
Aint no
No do it betta for the chedda
No more
Its all about the an the limos
An all you hoes wanna bore these

Bout to slay em out the
it, got to calmly load it
Cock it, pop it, shot it, head
And he it
The he wrote it
Never out
Devoted is quoted you know
ya man out
With his out
In the converse an
v-12's an 850's
Then the 60's
Fly like a frisbee,
color lines
Since I'm down with dime
We die

for a ? ? ? or better
Kill whoever down whatever
For the chedder
Lets it better
An doller
Get to back an scrap up
niggas with our shirts on
An yall

(chorus) x2

An you have it westside connect gang members
Who bangin affiliets what ever you want to em
You know what I'm sayin an all we do is or ball
Nigga thats it all what else is ther to do

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