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 dude who the face of the West
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, Credible
SourMILK, let me show you how I'm
I started off of van meese of loud noises
I hit the B.E.T. Cypher
Had to the world how wild them Southern Cal boys is
Had to give rappers in the underground
Then we dropped "The Illest", that ghetto hook 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 Samo, before you knew him as Jean-Michel
guess what I'm trying to say
Is I'm still on the streets with it
Walking my Ghandi gun
I'm so at with it
Please get it correct, Crooked's a with it
Flying off the turnbuckle, you crying uncle like you and your niece did it
Uh; show me a nigga who's sicker than
get fucked royally like sticking a dick in a princess
Would say I'm pushing weight like a who fixing to bench-press
But that older than Oprah, I told y'all I been fresh
Yeah, I off
You slept on me, niggas off
I get it jumping in this bitch a pole vault
Plus my talk like I'm the owner of Roc Nation
Because I'm a cold
On the Leaker
Don't play this for seven and watch 'em say
Shit was all good just a ago

God of the Coast
Know the nice
When you're signed to
And to be on Death Row