Luyện nghe bài hát East Coast/west Coast Killas

East *killer*, West coast *killer* (repeat 8X)

Verse RBX

While childish MC's over coastal fronts
I come with no and smash in monkey fronts
If you want to be evil like Knieval then
I guarantee your punk ass the speed lump
The tactics, extract, thoughts from the mental
custom designed, for
Yes indeedy, graffiti
And one's a burner, baby
Truck, like Toyata
True and livin drivin the gat
Uhh, pop the clutch, let the Cold rush
Then I wack material
That's if I don't mash all to mush
Hush, let me burst, dare I
Cock-diezel
Lyrical equivalent to arsenic

East coast *killer*, coast *killer* (repeat 4X)

Verse Two:

Yo, why do they make me ruin they career?
Before I bust your shit let's get one thing
Don't provoke no joke this
I don't ride no rapper's nutsac yo I stay
Beefin without seekin will only weaken
The artist speakin over and, you be cheatin
Cacaphony of small talent rappers, claimin a
over instrumentals, ain't got no street credentials
Here the philosopher hip-hopppin ya correctly
Ignorant ass MC's to tempt me
Lyrics be empty like Alcatraz
Too many MC's rappin causin gridlock
Lyrical interlock in my voicebox
Yet I'm still unknown the X on Sadat
Just typical, non-topical
Flex the optical illusion weak metaphoric you be usin
I one-two's and who's in the house
Like shit your lyrics out ya mouth
Whattyou think is? KRS-One from the Bronx kid!

East coast *killer*, coast *killer* (repeat 8X)

Welcome to the New Order
You are now martial law
All constituional rights been suspended

Verse B-Real

The scandalous, cut the bad apple, we can handle this
Coast trippin on through out the business
East West Coast anybody killer!
I don't give a fuck where you from Killa Hill-er
I got on both sides together
Deeper than the and down for whatever
Fool I can through any block
from Central to Avenue, without my glock
But some niggaz can't survive on sides
So try and break off, eliminate ties
got to get wise, better realize
True, enemy lies killin in the
office, the song
Look at them red niggaz, even get along
Kill noise, four niggaz bringin the skill
Mad caps get if you oppose the Hill

Yeah that's right fool, you know who, the mighty Group
The mighty mighty brigade, letting all you sound boys know
You're not ready to rumble or test
Kill noise!

East *killer*, West coast *killer (repeat 8X)

Four: Nas

Now when I bomb like Sadaam, the world feels The Wrath of
Desert Storm in this day Babylon
I be the twelve disciples arms
All black on running your hit the safe and I'm gone
Like a thief wrong, I keep the long 38
Silent and calm, and blackout when the is on
on your rap holsters, notice
I'm like the Exorcist to the locusts
Ferocious thoughts, are mergin at
Jehovah towards the virgin in white
I'm in a turban for spite
Like a Israelite hoes up, my flow's up
When the fuckin blows up throw your hands up
It's a holdup, frontin like you down for the
to make a meal, but when plan fold, nigga you
like Heavy Heel, but what's the fuckin

coast *killer* West coast *killer* (repeat 16X)