Luyện nghe bài hát How to Survive in South Central

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

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

How to in South Central
A where bustin' a cap is fundamental
No, you find the shit in a handbook
Take a look, at a rap crook

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

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

And don't get
Answer all questions, and that's first lesson
On alive
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 a drive-by?
Okay, make sure you your Camcorder ready
To witness the activities on blacks by the police
So you and your family can this tape, over and over again

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

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

Pissed-off human beings
So I you better skip the sight-seeing
And if nuttin' but a mark
Make sure that you're in dark

But if you need affection mate
sure the bitch ain't a section eight
'Cause if so that's a hoe
And you won't survive in South

Now you realize it's not all that cracked up to be
You realize it's fucked up!
It nothin' like the shit you saw on TV
Palm trees and blonde
I'd advise to you to your shit and get the fuck on
motherfucker

And you need ass straight smoked
Yo I say whassup to DJ Chilly Chill
Sir Jinx, aiyyo these motherfuckers, don't know what time it is
So show these motherfuckers what's
Tell these motherfuckers, don't fuck around in Central
Goddamnit!

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

We
'Cause South L.A., is one big germ
Waitin' for a brother like you to a disease
And start keys

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

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

So be alert and stay
As you enter, the concrete
You say, the strong
Shit, the even die, in South Central

you bitches, you think I forgot about 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 your gat at all motherfuckers
Better one in the chamber and nine in the clip goddamnit
You'll get got, just like that, this ain't no joke motherfuckers
Now I wanna a shout-out to E-Dog, The Engineer
Puttin' his two in
This is Los