Luyện nghe bài hát Connect

[dj
East, west, this out
it, ye-yeah, ye-yeah
East east, west, south south..

dj hurricane]
I got that coast connect, west coast connect
Dirty south connect, so show some
When my comin through you see we comin correct
Who are you, what you do, who you tryin to

I'm the cat to call out; we fall out
The police gon' have dead bodies to haul out
All out in the open for the to see
to the z-i, b-i-t
V.i.p., you're small time, on three
you can't ball accurately, tackle the beast
Stomp it down, slap it heat, bitch behave
Shit, we to make a nigga act his age
I'm tryin to write the phrase that
You kick it with gays, dykes, and all type of
Preach what you
Here we the real niggaz from the actors
A&r's, mc searchin, my cactus!
surround your sight and sound
As xzibit hit you and you hit the
My ain't never gon' be down, watch me smoke
And flatline the first to cross this line

It's the gipp goodie, we the soul slang
To yo' block, or they streets, we all gon'
We to shine and ride, bump corners in our bumper cars
Top down, with the paint job
export up and down the highway
Old ladies straight through the skyways
In the in the five(? ) I got purple haze
Fat knot short with the tree ton(? )
These streets we run, refund
You ridin up but we want yo' old like girbauds
We hold, it takes to create the odes
To north to the west to the south
If it's war that you want just the pin
Rules we don't break 'em, we to bend
If you don't right you better take yo' ass home
Cause catch stray bullets all alone

[pharoahe
I got the chevy impala shit, scholar with
Collarless, japanese aikido with, rottweiler
Top dollar dick now, my whole nut rap
Gun in my mouth, pop shit, sayin, "fuck that"
You to listen, brew, trapped in a tragic addiction
Styles, multiply japanese mathematicians
Cut cause chaos - my kicks criminals
I'm the subliminal
I'm the bomb that's attached to the time of a
Figure or
Quicker to pick a of execution, pull it
Bullet, to the instead of eletrocution
The rambunctious, bump in yo' shit
Totally insane, hurricane with monch, gipp
the west coast (? ? ) (? ? ) we got
New wearin slippers and the south wearin hoodies

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[dj
Ye-yeah, uh-huh,
Give it up, (dirty south) ye-yeah, ye-yeah
it up, uh-huh, give it up, shake it
Uh-huh, kick it (dirty south)
it.. uh-huh, shake it
C'mon, it up (dirty south)

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