Luyện nghe bài hát Connect

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

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

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

It's the gipp goodie, we kick the slang
To yo' block, or streets, we all gon' hang
We like to shine and ride, corners in our bumper cars
Top down, with the paint job
export 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(? )
streets we run, rapper refund
You ridin up but we want yo' old like girbauds
We hold, everything it takes to create the
To north to the to the south again
If war that 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 some catch bullets all alone

[pharoahe
I got the chevy shit, street scholar with
Collarless, japanese with, rottweiler 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 tragic
Styles, like japanese mathematicians
Cut cause chaos - my kill criminals
I'm the adolf
I'm the bomb 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 pharoahe monch,
Xzibit the west (? ? ) (? ? ) we got
New york wearin and the south 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, give it up, it
Uh-huh, kick it (dirty south)
Shake it.. uh-huh, it
C'mon, it up (dirty south)

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