Luyện nghe bài hát Potential Victims

I allegiance to the rag
Of the United Connection
And a W for which it stands
One neighborhood, [Incomprehensible]
Invincible with [Incomprehensible]

Ice Cube, WCE and 10
The gangsta, the killa and the dealer

Got 'em, nigga, you fit the description
This is to potential victims
'Coz the fiction, ain't no fiction
Too much bitching, get your ass beat into

To all my white niggaz, to all my light
To all my dark niggaz, I'm tryin' to niggaz
I want to shot niggaz, not to mark
the park niggaz, I want your heart niggaz

The most sine able, carnage and hymeneal, prep nigga
Prosecuted making your brain sweat, nigga
And Crocker is the Westside nickel
proud of you bitches of the backward window, yeah

From Mo Jay, to MJ and Tyson
They fucked up Saddam my nigga gangsta mind
You don't have to be a Taliban to fill the per
walk the double-u, victims of the rare black and blue

I in the door, wavin' a automatic
I'm mad as fuck, hard as a asthmatic
unpredictable, behavior is boratic
Could snap at any time, and right now, I ain't had it,

Make no mistake it
Your life has just threatened
Threatened, threatened,

To all my white niggaz, to all my light
To all my dark niggaz, I'm tryin' to niggaz
I want to shot niggaz, not to mark
Fuck the park niggaz, I your heart niggaz

Got 'em, nigga, you fit the description
This is dedicated to potential
Because who's the fiction, no fiction
Too much bitching, get your ass beat into

I the camera, fuckin' up the camera, was working the things
Like holdin' was drama, dirt up my
Mo money, mo drama, my nigga fuck the hype, the light
I'm Dub-C to the afterlife, come on

You hard, act hard, in the backyard
Front yard, card, but the nigga run hard
I run yards, punk guards, nigga so
If I get caught, nigga no

Here come a westcoast gangsta in and creases
a pink slip nigga, you punks is leases
My wife, Bentley got peanut butter guts like
Blood peeled niggaz is red like species, fucker

In his age of terror, fear is the
One remains constant
The Westside Connection

You might as keep it gangsta
got us all under surveillance

Bitch, you know the
World motherfucking

To all my white niggaz, to all my niggaz
To all my niggaz, I'm tryin' to spark niggaz
I want to shot niggaz, not to mark
the park niggaz, I want your heart niggaz

Too many
Too lost