Luyện nghe bài hát Bangin'

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Huh niggaz be like wonderin where tha Ice Cream Man at
I been down South countin my nigga
But I got two
Damn it feels good to be back in the Yea Area I the Westside
With these motherfuckin West Coast Bad
Westside Connection Ice W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga y'all know the is Bout It Bout It
It's the I N G L E here to trouble you, W D
See me, I take gangbang shit to hold mouthes
Beach coup, the hood patrol wit my flag in ya mommas
I throw my set up, I ret up, I break up
No hollow so I don't jam tha tec up, dog
I put tha Cavi all day to parlay, when niggaz I spray
Then is anybody here all day, I trizit to my clizit
Who wanna wit it, since tha World is a ghetto
looks like I'm stuck wit it, Cali is the state murder
it's a homie, lay my rag in a casket and retaliate
Nigga who is you, what is you, red or blue
I gets my drop on, I the turf I stomp on
Everytime I see some I me gun
Red rum red rum and is where I be from
Boom boom bang on I bust back, fuck
Loud strings in my chucks and a velvet golf hat
I let my hang loose, no truce, no tamin
Westside niggaz for life, it's

Red rag blue rag, watchin sag
44 mag, throwin up
If you Bout it you claimin, fuck what you slangin
no tamin Westside gangbangin
What do I got get for, what would I lie for
And would I die for
Westside is the side you got to know
Keep a by the bedside, this what I'm all about
Now which one of y'all shot up my momma's house?
It ain't no when you ain't got
to lose, and a gang of tattoos
So ya muthaphukkin, set high in the air
If you don't care, to a wheelchair
Watch what you select
Many niggaz get checked for the tat on neck
We got the bombay, G ride Hyundai, ya best ta pray we don't
Find out where ya stay, at my momma thru a glass window
Up in L.A. it was called South Central
Makin like new statistics while bumpin my Stylistics, and
I'm locin, smokin dat yermon as a
Now I'm big and strong as Herman
the set I threw up, tha only way ta go
It's the way i up, the only way I know, fa sho'
It ain't Crip or Blood, and it'll never die
there's too much love

High as a ki-zite tonite, on my ci-zite
that Dub-S to that C-lite
I'm ready, but them niggaz on
Tey get beat like hussein by tis track
hustler, geyda pusher, leg crusher
Nigga make way for this quickster
Raised in a system, gang
America, take a look at what you
Started in a section, grew like an erection, spreaded like
Now tha country's infected, gangbangin world wide, the death pole
I guess the really is a motherfuckin ghetto
But Westside niggaz are the craziest, that's why I'm
My fingas on deez, loaded clips, cause we done served two of men
no tellin what them niggaz gone get
If they try to retaliate
I can't sleep, cause is lookin foe me
I can't shake tha jacket, too many know me, Shazzam!!
I guess I'm in too deep, fuck cullas, I'm riddin over low beef
2X
Gang bangin, huh, Cube wassup, W.C., Mack 10, Master P
Gang bangin nigga, uhhhh, we rowdy, we It Bout It
y'all niggaz the Westside the best side
We gots sumpin foe all you nigga regulate
the whole motherfuckin west side, red blue together
Makin green nigga, green

Nigga it's all ta be a G, Westside Connection
Live for red and blue, my nigga P
But ain't no more God for us
But we can live for that
The legal way baby, the way
This is dedicated, to everybody who fallen victim to gangbangin
World wide Westside, real niggaz of tha unite