Luyện nghe bài hát How to Survive in South Central

And now, the wonderous of
Hey, come to Los
You and your family can have and tranquility
Enjoy the
Hey Bone, hey nigga where you at

Hello, my is Elaine
And I'll be your tour guide through South Los Angeles

How to survive in Central
A where bustin' a cap is fundamental
No, you can't find the in a handbook
Take a close look, at a rap

Rule one, get yourself a gun
A nine in your ass'll be
Keep it in your glove
'Cause jackers love to start shit

Now if you're white you can the police
But if you're black they ain't but beasts
out for the kill
Don't make a false move and keep hands on the steering wheel

And don't get
Answer all questions, and that's your first
On alive
In South Central, yeah, how you survive

Hi this is Elaine
Are you enjoying your in South Central Los Angeles
Or is somebody taking your things? you witnessed a drive-by?
Okay, make sure you have your Camcorder
To witness the activities on blacks by the police
So you and your family can enjoy this tape, and over again

Rule two, don't trust nobody
Especially a bitch, a hooker's body
'Cause it ain't nuttin' but a
And females'll get you and kidnapped

wind up dead
Just to be don't wear no blue or red
most niggaz get got
In either L.A., or Watts

Pissed-off black human
So I think you better skip the
And if nuttin' but a mark
Make sure that in before dark

But if you some affection mate
Make sure the bitch a section eight
if so that's a monkey-wrench hoe
And you won't in South Central

Now you it's not all that it's cracked up to be
You realize that fucked up!
It ain't nothin' the shit you saw on TV
Palm and blonde bitches?
I'd advise to you to pack shit and get the fuck on
Punk

And you need your ass straight
Yo I say whassup to DJ Chilly Chill
Sir Jinx, aiyyo Cube these motherfuckers, know what time it is
So show these motherfuckers happenin'
Tell these motherfuckers, fuck around in South Central
Goddamnit!

Rule three, don't get caught up
'Cause niggaz arent anything that's thought up
And got a vice
On everything dope, to stolen merchandise

We
'Cause South Central L.A., is one big
Waitin' for a brother like you to catch a
And start slangin'

To an or the wrong brother
And smother, a out of town motherfucker
So don't take life for granted
'Cause it's the craziest place on the

In L.A. heroes don't fly the sky of stars
They live bars
So everybody's doin' a little
And the youngsters puttin in the most work

So be and stay calm
As you enter, the Vietnam
You say, the strong
Shit, the strong even die, in Central

Yeah you bitches, you think I forgot your ass
You tramp-ass hoes? You better out
And for you so called niggaz
You know time it is, South Central ain't no joke
Got to keep gat at all times motherfuckers
Better keep one in the chamber and nine in the goddamnit
You'll sho' get got, like that, this ain't no joke motherfuckers
Now I send a shout-out to E-Dog, The Engineer
his two cents in
This is Los