Luyện nghe bài hát Connect

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

dj hurricane]
I got east coast connect, west coast connect
Dirty south connect, so show some
my niggaz comin through you see we comin correct
Who are you, what you do, who you to threat?

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., small time, three on three
you can't ball accurately, tackle the beast
Stomp it down, slap it heat, bitch behave
Shit, we blaze to a nigga act his age
I'm tryin to write the that pays
You it with gays, dykes, and all type of wackness
Preach you practice
Here we seperate the real niggaz the actors
A&r's, mc searchin, my cactus!
Blackness surround your and sound
As hit you and you hit the ground
My chips ain't never gon' be down, watch me
And flatline the first nigga to cross this

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

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

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

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