Luyện nghe bài hát Connect

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

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

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

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

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