Luyện nghe bài hát Bangin'

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Huh be like wonderin where tha Ice Cream Man been at
I been down South countin my marbles
But I got two
Damn it feels good to be in the Yea Area I mean the Westside
With these motherfuckin West Coast Bad
Connection Ice Cube W.C. and Mack 10
Nigga know the Westside is Bout It Bout It
It's the I N G L E to trouble you, W double-oh D
See me, I take this shit to hold mouthes
Beach coup, the patrol wit my flag in ya mommas style
I throw my set up, I ret up, Nigga I up
No hollow points so I jam tha tec up, dog
I put tha Cavi all day to parlay, when niggaz I spray
Then is anybody here all day, shit I to my clizit
Who wanna fuck wit it, tha World is a ghetto
looks I'm stuck wit it, Killa Cali is the state murder
Everyday it's a homie, lay my rag in a casket and
Nigga who is you, what side is you, red or
I gets my on, I regulate the turf I stomp on
Everytime I see some I me gun
Red rum red rum and Inglewood is where I be
Boom boom bang on I bust back, that
Loud strings in my chucks and a maroon velvet hat
I let my holsters hang loose, no truce, no
Westside niggaz for life, it's

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

High as a ki-zite tonite, on my ci-zite
With Dub-S to that C-lite
I'm ready, but them on wait
Tey get beat like hussein by tis gangbang
Young hustler, geyda pusher, leg
Nigga make way for this Neighborhood
Raised in a system, gang
America, take a at what you created
Started in a section, grew like an erection, like cancer
Now tha infected, gangbangin world wide, beat 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, we done served two of them men
Ain't no tellin what niggaz gone get
If they done try to
I can't sleep, death is lookin foe me
I shake tha jacket, too many niggaz know me, Shazzam!!
I guess I'm in too deep, fuck cullas, I'm riddin low term beef
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Gang bangin, huh, Cube nigga wassup, W.C., 10, Master P
Gang nigga, uhhhh, we rowdy, we Bout It Bout It
Told y'all niggaz the the best side
We gots sumpin foe all you hatas nigga
Bringin the whole motherfuckin side, red blue together
green nigga, makin green

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