Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Southsidin

(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We southsidin', lowridin'
'Till the day we dyin',
We straight southsidin',
the day we dyin', dyin'
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We southsidin'
We straight

1 - Mr. Sancho]
Now...everybody wanna what Sancho claims
I got my Southside blood runnin' through my
I'm from Califa and The Low Pro Gang
Now tell me motherfuckers if you you can hang
I broke 'em all, playa haters that be to perpatray us
And you try to us, but you cannot duplicate us
So you had to hate us because you fade us
So don't make us the bitch that you asked to playa hate us
Commenttatuse, what you by thinkin'
You gonna burn up the
Don't that I'll be your victim
Because I'll bust the
Then I'm causin' diseaster but homey you may faster
Your wifey likes it long and hard now calling me master
Soy Sancho, drinking out the bottle
Don't make the tres y tero balasos, boom
you in the tomb, assume
Thinking everything is right but destine for doom
Motherfucka, you can't fuck me
Because I get evil and all in your face homey
And I don't really give a about your homies
you down one by one but you all dyin' slowly
Fonies you you gets no love
And if you yappin' and I catch you then you get up
if your rapping and you wack homey you get stuck up
Sancho, L-P-G, fool know what's up, on

We southsidin', lowridin'
the day we dyin', dyin'
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We straight southsidin'
the day we dyin', dyin'
We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We southsidin'
We southsidin'

2 - Silencer]
Califa everyday, patroling we be the sickest soldados
Silencer and Mr. Sancho and Big
We stand in we ready for the war
And all these motherfuckas are ready cause all about to get smoked
I'm standing are all to you
So you wanna about me fuck you too
Cause ain't nobody fuck with these Thugs
Quick to pull a gat an let some motherfucka no
It's a Low Pro camp, soldado ammunition
That get no competition now we on a mission
Stick a with fileros
Southern be the home of the Sureos
Dropping the Regal and scrappin' it to the
Califa Thugs the fifth, representing the brown
So what you do, you punk bitch
get a motherfucka hit him with some sick shit
It's about to go down, I give my homeboy's a
And everybody's on the way, it's about to go
And I keep away from the juda
The juda's always out to get a motherfucka me
Nobody wants to fuck this
L-P-G dropping shit
To any motherfucker one to come and
Low Pro hesitate to spit

We straight southsidin',
the day we dyin', dyin'
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We southsidin' lowridin'
'Till the day we dyin',
We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We southsidin', lowridin'
'Till the day we dyin',
We straight southsidin',
'Till the day we dyin',
(Califa Thugs...Califa Thugs)
We straight
We straight