Luyện nghe bài hát Connect

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

[chorus: dj
I got that east coast connect, coast connect
Dirty south connect, so some respect
When my comin through you see we comin correct
Who are you, what you do, who you tryin to

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

It's the goodie, we kick the soul slang
To yo' block, or streets, we all gon' hang
We like to shine and ride, bump corners in our cars
Top down, with the candy job
Import export up and the highway
Old ladies straight through the skyways
In the corner in the five(? ) I got purple
Fat knot sess with the tree ton(? )
These streets we run, rapper
You ridin up but we want yo' flows old like
We hold, everything it takes to the odes
To north to the west to the south
If it's war that you just pull the pin
Rules we break 'em, we refuse to bend
If you build right you better take yo' ass home
Cause some stray bullets all alone

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

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

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