Luyện nghe bài hát Eat Your Beats Alive

Three wheel motion around the corner on these niggaz
Smashin down the block, O beat in the deck
Game, it do? (What it do?)

Game]
They love the way a nigga hop them and shit
The way I, push buttons make them doors lift
The way I, stick and move, I'm behind the wheel
of that new Escalade the Foreman grill
The way I, back niggaz jerseys
It ain't your life, I'm just not a big fan of James
So wait I see y'all, I'm real surgical with the Ruger
But you won't catch my on E.R.
But you might catch them dudes from the
Squattin on top of ya mans givin 'em CPR
Tryin to get 'em to "Breathe Again" like Braxton
Told y'all 'bout comin to Cali, with phony accents
Hollywood got movies, but it no actin
So wear that bling to awards like it ain't no jackers
We chain (twenty-fo' seven)

JT]
When on the West coast - eat ya beats alive
When ya come to the lab - eat ya alive
Fuckin this cash - eat ya beats alive
Cause it's all about math - eat ya alive
When you're on the West coast - eat ya beats
ya come to the lab - eat ya beats alive
All about cash - eat ya beats alive
Nigga all about math - eat ya beats

Game]
It ain't to spray you faggots
Or have moms get you a Burberry suit so you look good in that casket
It's [reversed] you faggots, in tact
June, Drago, The and D-Mac (holla)
Come through in a reaper black Cadillac
Seven-three, ooh-wee, you see, who he
With the ugliest, flows, hungriest
Oh, the kid got hoes, you ain't
Head is never optional, get my whistle,
Carry pistols, to your Sources and your
Of course it's that nigga that kick doors
And leave filled with corpses, Jordan and bloody Air Forces
To get my I come back like Air Jordan
shot, lil' older, still no nigga can hold him
Stepped back, sold let the Compton streets mold him
Big face I could it, he'll bet you a G

See I'm the with the most flow
Figgaro killer Cali, reppin Get Low, niggaz know
Independent my hustle
Couldn't give a fuck money or muscle time to bubble
West coast is the place we holdin it down
Bay thuggin, they knowin it now
I'm from the home of the Get Low, of the get dough
Home where they want mo' so niggaz get pistol
Run up in yo' back do', lookin for the cheddar
wristwatch on celebrities
Diamond bezelled iced out with hella
And every fuckin is like a masterpiece
Catch 'em slippin comin out the King
Parkin lot project life, we like to a lot
known as a bandit, niggaz cain't stand it
My whole gets hard like granite

[JT]