Luyện nghe bài hát Eastside Ridaz

You'z a fool fo' dis,
My hi-tek, representin' Cincinnati, Ohio
Eastside shit, know how we get down?
Seven a wizzle, bigg bow wiggle's up in the hizzle
Fo' bizzle, here we go again

dressed, I jump up in the mo'nin' tryna find some zest
Psyche, we like the bomb, somebody ring the alarm
And hit the folks at the forum, let my off the yard
I shall see the nigga in charge
Push, Bush outta office, dump they get off us
Make them offers, that leave in coffins

Can you feel it, my I'm 'bout to kill it my niggas
Sound like guerillas, fo' real'a off gangsta government
Coke killas, when it comes to off wit me
I was branded in a gang, fuck techniques

ride, not a damn lettin' these fools breathe
Pop peas, push keys, find a stash fo' yo
Is it possible that laws get jealous?
Hell, yeah, they be on the three good fellas

Over dosage of ferocious, West in effect
Bang straight shit, so you know it's on deck
Hold and respect, as it get, don't wanna test
ya wife and ya kids, you get the message

Insanity, commanded me to spit
Suffer casualties, me, I handle it quick
No talkin', C walkin', we the block off
Lettin' the glock off and up Dogg house

West Coast and we all in yo house
Gang niggas we gon' turn this bitch out
ridaz and we all in yo mouth
Dogg Gang, who let the mothafuckin' doggs out?

Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray Deee
Never a ho and run the G A in me
Always got a bitch, but never in the front
Still the same, who let the mothafuckin' doggs

Yeah, it's to get crip'd out crazy
Blast on all you suckas with the away to daily
Don't you shoot little mothafucka no mo'
That ain't what he said, he hit the chest
Went through his heart, out his elbow

You shouldn't been talkin' that shit bitch boy
Sayin' the wrong thing against the McCoy
Didn't I was a cold blooded gangsta
If you ain't ridin' wit us fool, we'll ya lata

We exploded, reloaded and it up
Sprayed to the crowed like a loaded pump
Keep mothafucka jumpin' 'til they close it up
Then we dippin' wit a sip and some to fuck

Pour late, the hard way, no bustas here
So explicit you can only get it once a
Eastsidaz, the ridaz, change the game
And let you know from here go, we straight came to

Put me on a leash if you and I doubt you
Ever see someone here, who gave a fuck you?
Niggas on the streets keep talkin' shit about you
As long as you clap fool, it's bigger 'bout too

Fuck wit fools, that never paid us
And try to turn the homies traitaz
Blue rags with balls, fo' all you hataz
I shoot a shout out to the
Yeah, them and raiders

them D O double G'z
Ain't really fuckin' wit deez
Who let the mothafuckin' doggs
in ya mouth
We them niggas people about

Who let the mothafuckin' doggs
Niggas betta run and hide, we about to
Who let the mothafuckin' doggs
Who let the doggs out?
Who let them Eastside ridaz

Now all the locs and
Who roll in big balls, say, chips,
And all the women wit
In well fed conditions, you bitch, you

Hey, who let the gate open?
Police and we still smokin'
you drinkin' on Loc'y, Loc'y?
Doggy wo'gy, got his fo'gy while we tokin' on the wo'gy,

Say mothafucka, woof, mothafucka
mowed his ass, take his block fo' the hustlas
Post up, make about a a month
bloods, switchin' guns

West niggas and we all in yo house
bang niggas, we gon' turn this bitch out
Eastside and we all in yo mouth
Dogg Pound Gang who let the mothafuckin' out?

Nate Dogg, Goldie, Snoopy, Tray
loved a ho and run the G A in me
Always got a bitch, but never in the seat
Still the same, wh let the mothafuckin' out?