Luyện nghe bài hát How to Survive in South Central

And now, the world of
Hey, to Los Angeles
You and family can have peace and tranquility
Enjoy the
Hey Bone, hey nigga where you at

Hello, my name is
And I'll be your tour guide through South Central Los

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

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

Now if white you can trust the police
But if you're they ain't nothin' 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 lesson
On stayin'
In South Central, yeah, that's how you

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

Rule number two, don't nobody
Especially a bitch, with a hooker's
it ain't nuttin' but a trap
And females'll get you and kidnapped

You'll wind up
Just to be safe don't wear no or red
'Cause niggaz get got
In either L.A., Compton or

Pissed-off black human
So I think you skip the sight-seeing
And if you're but a mark
Make sure you're in before dark

But if you need some affection
Make sure the bitch ain't a eight
'Cause if so a monkey-wrench hoe
And you won't in South Central

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

And you need your ass smoked
Yo I wanna say to DJ Chilly Chill
Sir Jinx, aiyyo Cube these motherfuckers, don't know time it is
So show these motherfuckers happenin'
Tell motherfuckers, don't fuck around in South Central
Goddamnit!

Rule number three, don't get up
'Cause niggaz arent anything that's thought up
And they got a
On everything from dope, to merchandise

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

To an undercover or the brother
And they'll smother, a out of motherfucker
So don't take your life for
'Cause it's the craziest on the planet

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

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

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