Luyện nghe bài hát Coast Ii Coast

From city to city, coast II
Friday night is the night they to party the most
(We came, to rock, for everybody)
city to city, coast II coast
Friday night is the night like to party the most
From city to city, II coast (all night y'all)
Friday night is the night they to party the most

[Verse Tash]

(From to city, coast II coast)
I make rappers see more stars than Space
Cause my I kick lyrics make em sound like (walkie talkies)
So the poet cracks the Moet while they the Old Milwaukee
Off the with (droppin visions) so the Leo of the trio
(Without the voice) scoops more hoes than Theo
So I dedicate rap to all my ghetto spokesmodels
Dressin like y'all paid, redeemin bottles
So nod to the oddness as the story told
While I burn MC's like Rotisierrie Gold
Cause you know the reputation of the
The crew wets you with they beer until somebody undresses
I bust my shit and peel! my wheels of steel
If y'all niggaz can't feel me than y'all ain't real
I hit so the WBC
Called to ask me could the come and train with me
Cause my flows transpose on niggaroles
Individuals, they eyes, cause I blurred they visuals
And I'm about to be as large as in a minute
(Now the party didn't start) Till the walked in it

From city to city, II coast
night is the night they like to party the most
All night y'all (city to city) all y'all
the Liks is (coast II coast) in the house get hype y'all

From city to city, coast II
Friday night is the night they like to party the
All night (city to city) all night y'all
(from coast II coast) The Liks is in the house to make it right

Two: J-Ro]

Yeah... out my Ro-gram
I was a kid I got darker
I write rhymes so phat I a marker
My style gets bit like Peter
If imitation is the greatest of flattery...
...punk flatter me
I you like a pogue on my dog with no fleas and ticks
Chicks love them light-skinned rap niggaz the Liks
Youse a wizard, no tricks, the J-R-O got the spells
You never even heard the Bells
My cash flows, a bloody nose
It stains all your clothes, and your
I come from the home of the Rodney King
Pacoma CA, Riff Rack is where I'm
style is like *do Do DOO* out of service
The Liks walk in the jam the punk be gettin nervous
I never take falls, I got more balls pre-hauls
I flow without flaws to scrape all you sucka
ever find the fool that stole my brew
(I'ma do mean, terrible, things to you)
Don't lose me, I a rude bwoy say excuse me
If you choose the real shit you refuse me
Ask grandpap I bust the dandy rap
I be posted in the bar Andy Capp
And I, could, just, go, all, the, way
On

Yo baby!!!
Yo wasn't that nigga there performin?
Nah nah wasn't him
Yo it was mad niggaz in that yo
What? was they mad about?
...Yo kid
Kid?!! I'm old to be your uncle, heh
Anyway, the BUD at?
we do not drink!
What the you talkin bout we don't drink
I the chronic
Oh you smoke a L or sumthin?
An L? is that?
Man,

Who the is Nate, tell him
Iesha, Farrah, and Kath true...

From city to city, coast II
Friday night is the they like to party the most
And there's so many niggaz on the left to rock yo
don't be surprised we rappin on your block

From city to city, coast II
Friday is the night they like to party the most
To all the and all the third-leggers
We comin old like biscuits and Kreggers

[Verse J-Ro, E-Swift, Tash]

Yo, they didn't know me now the hoes be on my Moby
But I'm just a nigga kickin me shit like Roby
My name ain't Toby call me the
on my cellular telly got a belly like Buddah
I ain't Barry son but I Rock(s)well
When I eat food I get the ox tail
Get in the bushes with your punk style, you us
I should kick my foot through your windshield Chuck Norris

I jump out the bushes and ambush crew
Push you and you like a bitch, what you wanna do
It's two nigga I'm showin no love
It's a heavyweight match, but without the gloves
You just rock a show, you're too quick to fatigue
I you ain't busy since Red was in seas
You need to put a little more thought into your
Your style is Virginia Slim, while mine is Phillie

So stop biting what your mouth can't
A nova eat you but my DJ flow than you
But when I go to set it call the paramedic
Cause you faker than motherfuckin jewelry that's cosmetic
So on to your seats while I rock these beats
Cause these are the repeats of our amazing feats
Cause even Kurtis Blow we break beats like world records
So my style'll hurt you worser than a cut that's
And we O... W... T...