Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Westside Connection

Gimmie beat, bitch! (vocal sample: "We Are At War")
Ding Ding
It's two
I got my and my dinner, fool
You think we gon bow down to some punk ass
We from the side, boy

Chorus: B-Real
Doughboy [Killa], 10 [Killa]
[Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]
Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10
Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10

In about seconds some west side niggaz
Is gonna put the in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 10
I suggest you stay tuned

verse]
It two of you faggets to get with one of me
Now I'm running up in you
"No Vaseline"
You could be the big
Bring your
Fuck your
I'll bring the pack of
You tried to a ditty, ho
But you the one who got the alternative rockers up in your
You get
You can take your four fingers and stick it in 10's ass and lick it
my east side ass
is a thing of the
If I got no nuts it's because i wazn't up 4 da ladies
i'm the King of
King of
of thieves
Now get down of my fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down)
Start to

You try to NWA without Dre and Ren
Dub's
But you're fuckin' up Mack 10
Silly little
I'm tearing'
Can you really see my gun turrets?
Open and at your fat little frame
How can I
I'll twist your cap and your name
it
My name should be 11
I'm a higher MC
There's no
you wann run up
You get dealt
You get
"Check Yo' self" (bitch it)
Ice Cube, you tell'em (tell 'em mutha-fucka)
Muggs made the songs on your third album (biatch!)

Talkin']
You and 10
Can't with this
Hill to the muthafuckin' fullest
Fuck
So what'cha do?
it on, nigga
This is Shag from the Neighborhood

verse]
i'ma
suckin' ma dick
But what you faggets know some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin)
Let's take it to the
And fight real g's
What you wanna do?
You fuck with these
Ain't had a strap
Now you gangsta rap
Come can't to hood
'Cause scared to get jacked
peace, this is war
Everybody on the
I see your fat ass
I'm one to your jaw
me
Fuck ma
ma whole clique
Better yet, fuck every nigga that i'm down

Can't bitch made niggaz lik der r on da east
Ice Cube, youse an
Not a muthafuckin'
neighborhood you from?
What you ever done?
When the shit goes
You the one to run
Everytime you
Got a full of drama
Only missing you
Is going to wit'cha mama

verse]
You got the
of my nuts
Cube
maself niga, huh!
Dick-a
You a killa
You a

Bitch niggaz
I never trust "Can't trust 'em"--
like you can't figure out where you're from
Are you from South Central, the Westside or
Mack 10, the only you hoggin' on
Is Ice nuts
Now all in your guts
You wannabe him
But you got no
If the king
You must be the of the Hill
But I shank the fine neck
"A Bitch Iz A Bitch"
And a don't get no respect
No
east side Connections
i'm stickin' ma dick in ma mouth (Aahhh!)
All of your homies are wit' my clique
Why you always gotta be bitin' my
And you don't know one bitch on my
But yours is best get a blood for your kid
bangin' you done was with toy figures
Your mama wouldn't let you
With g niggaz
Bring clique on
You wanna
So let's get it on (bullets for chingazos, ese!)
me
I myself a year
I
i'll realize that i'm fucked
And i'll run to westside niggaz
some little trick
look sweet (Mmmm!)
dwm make me one of dem real niggaz like
I'm no fictional movie land bullshit
Actor, gangsta
You should win an
For most outstanding wax
Fuck what you through
you're going through
west family, nigga
What you do?

westside!
That's nigga!
East muthafuckin'
we die, nigga!
Fuck all you ass niggaz!

Any other punk ass
Who wanna take this
We hit up like that
We bicoastal,
Hill family
Niggaz better
We here to
Nigga, whoo
That's how we hoo nigga
No for none of ya'll punk ass niggaz
coast nigga, east coast
We give a fuck
Talk shit get shot,
how we feel, nigga
get killed,
Caps get peeled fuckin' with Cypress
Yeah, I you knew nigga
I represent
How does sound nigga
They're fuck all ya'll biggaz
(: "You got the fuck out man...)