Luyện nghe bài hát Connect

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

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

I'm the wrong cat to call we fall out
The police gon' 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., 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 phrase pays
You it with gays, dykes, and all type of wackness
Preach what you
Here we seperate the real 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 gon' be down, watch me smoke
And flatline the first to cross this line

It's the gipp goodie, we kick the slang
To yo' block, or they streets, we all hang
We like to and ride, bump corners in our bumper cars
Top down, the candy paint job
Import up and down the highway
Old ladies transportin through the skyways
In the corner in the five(? ) I got haze
Fat short sess with the tree ton(? )
These streets we run, refund
You ridin up but we yo' flows old like girbauds
We hold, it takes to create the odes
To north to the to the south again
If it's war that you just pull the pin
Rules we don't break 'em, we to bend
If you don't build right you better yo' ass home
Cause some catch stray bullets all

[pharoahe
I got the chevy shit, street scholar with
Collarless, japanese with, rottweiler mixed
Top dollar 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 subliminal
I'm the bomb that's attached to the of a ticker
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 coast (? ? ) (? ? ) we got
New york wearin slippers and the wearin hoodies

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[dj
Ye-yeah, uh-huh,
Give it up, (dirty south) ye-yeah, ye-yeah
Give it up, uh-huh, 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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