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 show you
Motherfuckers what's
Dee

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

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

Murder block to the swamp of grand mama house
They sleep, well freak off brand knock 'em out
Stay deep, bring heat streets emorge
Gs, lil' Gs, casualties and war

So we the turf steady pushin' work
Niggas love thugs so we look for dirt
Where the shit stop and them six fours hop
If ya just get socked, trip gettin' dropped

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

I'm about to make the shit
We got straps in this bitch I got on fat
you motherfuckers, damn
It ain't no thang when you bang wit' the Dogg
(Dogg Pound)

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

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

I luv it, we keepin' that G
that's all I see, I luv it

We always roll and stay way too deep
Tray Dee, Goldie, Snoop, 'Deuces N
Still it to that ass the old fashion way
From the LB city, where them leave many
Wannabes on they knees, tryna beef a gizze

Aye loc, I represent till the shit stop
Fuck them paramedics and crooked ass cops
It's to maintain on the front line
Check out 'cuz I gotta get mine

Low ridahs, Eastsidaz wit' that G shit
People want of this? Hell naw trick
I'm keepin' that shit
Yeah, on you pranksters, nigga

We don't really give a mad fuck nigga
Gettin' mad stuck, you comin' 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
I die east the side, I stay smashin'
Represent this like its to see
To the graveyard or the

(I luv it)
The way the homies come
All blue nigga what 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 damn all night
yet fo' life

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

Oh yeah, what's Crip-a-lat'n
Eastsidaz, 'N Trayz
The old way
Somethin' uh, to make you move,
And definitely the mood

It's so, uh, gangsta, 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 funky, that's so funky, I have to say, uh

come back
Eastsidaz come
come back
Eastsidaz come