Luyện nghe bài hát Bangin'

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Huh be like wonderin where tha Ice Cream Man been at
I been down South my marbles nigga
But I got two
Damn it feels good to be back in the Yea Area I mean the
With these motherfuckin Coast Bad Boyz
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 this shit to hold mouthes
Beach coup, the patrol wit my flag in ya mommas style
I throw my set up, I ret up, I break up
No hollow points so I jam tha tec up, dog
I put tha Cavi all day to parlay, when niggaz trip I
Then is anybody here all day, shit I to my clizit
Who wanna wit it, since tha World is a ghetto
like 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 drop on, I the turf I stomp on
I see some I grabs me gun
Red rum red rum and is where I be from
Boom boom on I bust back, fuck that
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, niggaz sag
44 mag, up flags
If you Bout it what you claimin, fuck what you
Ain't no tamin Westside
What do I got get high for, would I lie for
And would I die for
Westside is the best you got to know
Keep a calico by the bedside, what I'm all about
Now which one of y'all shot up my momma's house?
It no rules when you ain't got
nuttin to lose, and a of tattoos
So throw ya muthaphukkin, set in the air
If you care, to ride a wheelchair
Watch hood you select
niggaz get checked for the tat on they neck
We got the cannabis bombay, G ride Hyundai, ya best ta pray we
Find out where ya stay, lookin at my thru a glass window
Up in L.A. it was called South Central
niggaz like new statistics while bumpin my Stylistics, and
I'm locin, smokin dat yermon as a
Now I'm big and as Herman Munster
the set I threw up, tha only way ta go
It's the way i grew up, the only way I know, fa
It ain't Crip or Blood, and it'll never die
there's too much love

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

Nigga all right ta be a G, Westside Connection
for red and blue, my nigga Masta P
But no more God for us nigga
But we can for that green
The legal way baby, the way
This song is dedicated, to everybody who fallen victim to
World Westside, real niggaz of tha world unite