Luyện nghe bài hát LA Leakers

You are now tuned in, the lens in
The cameras recording, my Concord
from the shoes to the Trues to the Gucci belt
The COB shirt, then it move to the who the face of the West Coast
go get 'em
Face of the West
go get 'em
Face of the Coast
go get 'em
Face of the West
go get 'em

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L.A. Leakers, Justin
SourMILK, let me you how I'm built
I started off of van meese full of loud
I hit the B.E.T. Cypher
Had to show the world how them Southern Cal boys is
Had to rappers in the underground voices
Then we dropped "The Illest", ghetto hook with B.I
Then I had to murder the with Yelawolf and T.I
Slaughterhouse is hot as hell, on that same ol'
But I'm like Samo, before you knew him as
guess what I'm trying to say
Is that I'm still on the streets it
Walking my Ghandi gun
I'm so at peace it
Please get it correct, a beast with it
Flying off the turnbuckle, have you crying uncle like you and your did it
Uh; show me a nigga who's sicker incest
Beats get fucked royally like sticking a in a princess
Would say I'm weight like a nigga who fixing to bench-press
But that shit older than Oprah, I told y'all I fresh
Yeah, I off
You slept on me, dozed off
I get it jumping in this bitch a pole vault
Plus my dough like I'm the owner of Roc Nation
Because I'm a cold
On the show
Don't play this for seven and watch 'em say
Shit was all good a week ago

God of the West
the flow nice
When you're to Shady/Aftermath
And used to be on Row