Luyện nghe bài hát I Rep

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

#1
I rep that west, but a lot of niggas comin' wack
They want me to bring it back and I accept test
So I'm sorta like a savior, hits I'm gon ??
And I'm slackin' off 'cause I gets it in major
My flavor is so (yeah)
That I'm bound to kill MCs in threes, I'm liable
To get to cappin', you it's only rappin'
But I'm known for packin', it really gets a crackin'
happenin',
Whatch really want to do
Yall talk a thang but we really comin' through
Big thangs we aim
Leaving things
guts and brains, for thinking it's a game
Insane or suicidal, I yet to figure (yeah)
To you pop off we disrespect you nigga
"fuck you fuck yourself" sound from the TEC
Run at E hit the deck 'cause everythang gettin' wet
Okay corral, we can it out
In L.A. we hold court in the street, fuck a
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 very crazy, 'cause daily 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
Burn you then a pistol
Never the heat away
Actin' like you ready to die, shit you can leave
Hey ??
Now you two are treein', let your family you
I'm that place where they live at the hardest
All of that couldn't cope they were dearly departed
Talkin' you must be clearly retarded
ask about Osama, he was clearly a martyr
You thinkin' ?? must be dippin' water
If you fuck with me I'll fuck around and put a clip in your daughter, yeah
Leave the body for the to chock it out
Too late to talk it out so what you talkin' 'bout
Got on my mind (yeah), ya life is on the line (yeah)
Once my hand clench that iron then die
You death as a way to escape
But I will walk in your wake and put two in face
Dirty cop wanna take me in, he's the case
Put him in the casket with you, you in the ??, nigga

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