Luyện nghe bài hát Eazy-E

And if I hit the switch I can make the ass

Growing up they the west had no lyricists
Can you growing up hearing this?
So I took my hip hop
Years now the pen game is Furious
Styles a Boy-N-The-Hood
Post G-Funk Era trying to do
about Quik, and Dub C
King Tee, Eiht, and Suga Free?
Master Ceremonies
And they Move
See, I'm the west coast and I'm so proud
This where crack started and we act
be scrapping in the parking lot at Target
It's fucked up, but kind of funny
And we be set tripping and it ain't money
Red and is like Muslim and Jew
And I don't ever think they'll but I'm praying that they do
In '92 we had a for a little bit
Until they started back over little shit
I was young making sense of crazy world
And my childhood had a jheri curl

When Eazy-E was on the radio
I knew exactly how my day go
California sunshine in
Singing gangsta rap with all my
The of California hip hop
Where you can pop lock, or you can get
Black, white, latin, asian, in this melting pot
Throw up your W and it stop

My cousins up that hit me to the game
It's all California, but we all the same
To G's up there they had a swag
They was grinding out the trunk getting hella
man
E-40
Del and Heiro got their start up Cube
Love to my Bay fam
'93 Til Infinity is the jam
And over 20 year
They still rocking for the stoners and the
I used to watch by Plan B
Dream about up the Hubble Ledge or EMB
out to Tommy B and Ray Barby
Cause there ain't no like a Bay Party
Mac Dre died, I was brokenhearted
Show love to where the independent game started
The 6-1-9, shout out to
Of The Universe, doing it in DayGo
I up on drive-bys and chronic smoke
And it was crazy, but it was kinda dope

When was playing on the radio
I exactly how my day would go
California coming in
Singing gangsta rap with all my
The origins of hip hop
you can pop lock, or you can get shot
Black, white, latin, asian, living in this pot
Throw up your W and it don't

It goes 6 In The Morning, at my door
Fresh Adidas squeak across the floor
Ice was telling about an inner city war
He gave the a taste and they came back for more
said "bitch" and Fuck Tha Police
They said they'd never a million talking about the streets
said they'd never play it on the radio
Now all you hear is rap everyday and yo
We pioneers
All of that started out right here
We didn't it up but we made if famous
we spread it worldwide, go ahead and blame us
Growing up, gang culture us loyalty
And everyone is equal, no royalty
So there's never a king of the west coast
We got some OG's and we those
But anyone can get it if there's
And undefeated in the streets
I grew up on trees and gangsta rap
So pardon me, but I'm for that
You

Yeah, and I want to take a minute to a shout out to pioneers who started this shit.
Rest in peace Mixmaster Spade, Toddy Tee, Greg Mack, K-Day, K-Ypu, Too $hort, Freddie B, Rappin Ron & Diddley Dog. The Luniz, Shock G, Saafir, Casual, Del, Hobo Junction, I know I'm missing a gang of people, Kidd Frost, Lighter Shade of Brown, Realm. Everybody that's a part of this great culture. Freestyle Fellowship, Cypress Hill, B-Real, Tha Dogg Pound. Did I miss anybody? I probably missed a gang of niggas man. Rest in peace to Eazy-E, Eric Wright. We out. West side.

When Eazy-E was playing on the
I knew how my day would go
sunshine coming in
Singing rap with all my friends
The origins of hip hop
you can pop lock, or you can get shot
Black, white, latin, asian, living in this pot
Throw up your W and it stop