Luyện nghe bài hát I Luv It

Eastsidaz come out and
come out and play

Eastside, one five, two, one
Two, oh, Eastside one
Yeah, uh-huh,
We finna you
what's happenin'
Dee

Comin' in front and state ya name and game
Yeah, them back and we came to bang
(Eastside)
Givin' it up, and chucks, rags hangin'
Strictly and we do the damn thang

It's the big bad rollin'
Now how blocks we controllin'
Two 0, two 1, one 5, 17 and 11
One 9 and a dime

Murder block to the swamp of grand mama house
They don't sleep, well freak off brand 'em out
Stay deep, bring make streets emorge
Young Gs, lil' Gs, and war

So we push the turf pushin' work
Niggas love seein' thugs so we look for
Where the shit stop and them six fours hop
If ya just get socked, don't trip gettin'

All black wit' a bit of gold
Now show you motherfuckers how the Eastside roll
Footin' to the metal, hand on stiletto
Extra clip when we book out, peace we ghetto

I'm about to make the crack
We got straps in this I got somethin' on fat
Tellin' you motherfuckers,
It no thang when you bang wit' the Dogg Pound
(Dogg Pound)

(I luv it)
The way the homies come
All blue nigga y'all wanna do?
(I luv it)
We got hos to the
on our chest nigga, yup, yup

(I luv it)
Can't stop, won't
So what that L.B.C.
(I luv it)
We do the thang all night
yet fo' life

I luv it, we keepin' shit G
'Cause all I see, I luv it

We gon' roll and stay way too deep
Tray Dee, Goldie, Snoop, N Trayz'
Still give it to ass the old fashion way
the LB city, where them shells leave many
Wannabes on knees, tryna beef wit' a gizze

Aye loc, I represent till the shit don't
Fuck them and them crooked ass cops
It's to maintain on the front line
Check this out 'cuz I get mine

Low ridahs, Eastsidaz comin' wit' G shit
People want some of Hell naw trick
I'm keepin' shit gangsta
Yeah, C-walkin' on you pranksters,

We don't give a mad fuck nigga what?
Gettin' mad stuck, catch you out the cut
Hoo ridin', G ridin' the law
Better hope you on my side once I clutch and

My reactions, attractions, and all actions
Till I die east the side, I smashin'
this like its meant to see
To the graveyard or the

(I luv it)
The way the homies through
All blue nigga what y'all do?
(I luv it)
We got hos to the
on our chest nigga, yup, yup

(I luv it)
Can't stop, stop
So what L.B.C. Like?
(I luv it)
We do the damn thang all
yet fo' life

I am Sir Dogg, D P G funk and I am
I never to Crip
Oh no, put me down, let go of my
I'll C-walk, do the time of life
You the time of your life, hey, ha

Oh yeah, Crip-a-lat'n baby?
Eastsidaz, 'N Trayz
The old way
uh, to make you move, groove
And sets the mood

so, uh, gangsta, it's so, uh, prankster
It's the hoodie, hoodie, goodie,
To lick ya boogie oggie,
Can ya dig what I'm talkin' 'bout, I ya Battle Cat
Now that's funky, that's so funky, I to say, uh

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Eastsidaz come
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