Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Westside Connection

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

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

In about four seconds some west side
Is gonna put the foot in the ass of and Wack 10
I suggest you tuned muthafuckas

[B-Real's
It takes two of you faggets to get one of me
Now I'm running up in you
"No Vaseline"
You be the big fish
Bring drama
your mama
I'll bring the of piranhas
You to pull a ditty, ho
But you the one who got the rockers up in your video
You get
You can take your four fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and it
my east side ass
is a thing of the
If I got no nuts it's i wazn't made up 4 da ladies
i'm the of punks
King of
King of
Now get down of my fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down)
Start to

You try to remake NWA Dre and Ren
Dub's
But you're up with Mack 10
Silly little
I'm tearing'
Can you really see my machine gun
Open and aimed at your fat little
How can I
twist your cap and take your name
it
My name should be 11
I'm a caliber MC
no question
Anytime you run up
You get with
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 deal with
Cypress Hill to the muthafuckin'
y'all
So what'cha do?
Bring it on,
This is Shag from the Neighborhood

verse]
i'ma
ma mama's dick
But what you faggets about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin)
Let's take it to the
And fight like g's
What you wanna do?
You fuck with these
never had a strap
Now you gangsta rap
can't to your hood
'Cause you're scared to get
Fuck peace, is war
on the floor
When I see fat ass
I'm one to your jaw
me
Fuck ma
Fuck ma whole
yet, fuck every nigga that i'm down wit'

Can't stand bitch made niggaz lik der r on da
Ice Cube, youse an
Not a muthafuckin'
neighborhood you from?
What dirt you done?
When the shit down
You the one to run
Everytime you
Got a mouth of drama
missing you done
Is going to church wit'cha

[B-Real's
You got the
Swingi' of my
Cube
maself niga, huh!
lick-a
You ain't a
You a

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

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

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