Luyện nghe bài hát I Rep

(West, west, west, west, siiiide, nigga)

#1
I rep that west, but a lot of yall comin' wack
They want me to bring it and I accept that test
So I'm like a savior, with hits I'm gon ??
And I'm never off 'cause I gets it in major
My flavor is so (yeah)
That I'm bound to these MCs in threes, I'm liable
To get to cappin', you think only rappin'
But I'm known for packin', it really gets a crackin'
happenin',
Whatch yall really to do
Yall talk a good but we really comin' through
Big when we aim
things slain
Blood and brains, for thinking it's a game
Insane or suicidal, I yet to figure (yeah)
To make you pop off we you nigga
Like "fuck you fuck yourself" from the TEC
Run at E then hit the 'cause everythang gettin' wet
Okay corral, we can it out
In L.A. we hold in the street, fuck a trow
I keep the bird on me, to pack it is a habit (why?)
'Cause I rather die than not have it (yeah!)

?? shots, guillotines, scopes, red beams
L.A.'s crazy, 'cause daily it's a murder scene
Gun shells ??, body parts, yellow tapes, dirty
High speed chases runnin' from the

#2
You pack guns for show and tell, we ??
Ask me why in my DNA
you then sell a pistol
Never throw the away
Actin' like you ready to die, you can leave today
Hey ??
Now you two are treein', let your mourn you
I'm from place where they live at the hardest
All of those that couldn't they were dearly departed
shit you must be clearly retarded
Don't ask about Osama, he was clearly a
You ?? must be dippin' that water
If you ever with me I'll fuck around and put a clip in your daughter, yeah
the body for the corner to chock it out
Too late to it out so fuck what you talkin' 'bout
Got murder on my mind (yeah), ya is on the line (yeah)
Once my hand clench that iron somebody die
You thinkin' death as a way to
But I will walk in wake and put two in your face
cop wanna take me in, he's viewin' the case
Put him in the casket with you, you in the ??, nigga

?? shots, guillotines, scopes, red beams
L.A.'s very crazy, 'cause daily it's a scene
Gun ??, body parts, yellow tapes, dirty birds
High speed runnin' from the chase