Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Westcoast [Remix]

Super
Mr X to tha Z
Yeah,
LA indo, and mack mo
Bullets at window, dangerous

Ruthless, hostile, unforgiven, who gave you
To try to stop me from livin', huh? Try again
You've gotta ride than that
To move out in front of the pack, it's two and two

My backpack raps got my
Strapped and with plaques
I ain't relaxed or laid back at home my feet up
I Pravda, lock and load, heat the streets up
You fuck

and dancin'
Y'all takin' pills, we takin' penitentiary
I'm too is
Never the same I hit it and quit it
You want it get it, I'm wit' it

When I say I'm wit' it
That means I got a main defense team gon' get me acquitted
G's is walkin' out the courtroom like George
Stop the interviewin', the had it comin' to him

G

What thought, I wasn't gonna return with a hit
Too much smokin' that shit
I learnt this from the best got y'all sprung
The, the doctor Andre

Compton, LB, ain't nothing y'all can me
Goin' hard on the yard my dogs bail me
tells me I can't proceed wit' it
I back and got Warren G wit' it

coast, still smoking on that indo
Smoke, oh no, pretend, oh no
I came but I was dead broke, no mo
I'm on some real, oh no

'Bout to get it, but niggas though, let's go
I'm the realest and they all real dope
You a filter or you will choke, indo
That's all a nigga smoke, oh no

Now, niggas better get between their door,
I'm shakin' all your shit the floor
And niggas get it
But be careful you ask for you just might get it

Yo the undisputed middle weight champ runnin' like
Clap six to ya shins niggas start hoppin', never stoppin'
In words, if your click full
Can't press mute and it don't now

I'm feelin' funny in the
And a nigga been eatin' for weeks, I'm sick
I ain't to get no better but rather
Infect the world leavin' Vicks in a old

Knoc's landin', me if it ain't me, who got the best planin'?
Who got your ears tuned it and who you listenin'?
Who gots your attention?
Who your panties wet, girl?

up, pause, which nigga on TV
That you see you wanna give up the draws
At and shows, I mash regardless
Yo hardest couldn't stop this bombardment
I clench the vision till there's no for expansion

All prepared for war it's landin'
A nightly stalker, in shadows I
my own while haters throw soft
The more I succeed, the more bitches

Through my vision, I watch subconsciously
to introduce you to tragedy see it's Knoc's landin'