Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Westcoast [Remix]

Super
Mr X to tha Z
Yeah,
LA indo, gangster and mo
at your window, dangerous

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

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

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

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

G

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

Compton, LB, ain't y'all can tell me
Goin' hard on the yard till my dogs me
tells me I can't proceed wit' it
I came back and got Warren G it

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

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

Now, niggas get between their door, door
I'm shakin' all your shit the floor
And don't get it
But be careful what you ask for you just get it

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

I'm feelin' in the tummy
And a nigga ain't been for weeks, I'm sick
I ain't trying to get no better but
the world leavin' Vicks in a old sweater

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

Hold up, pause, which on TV
That you see makes you wanna up the draws
At parties and shows, I regardless
Yo flows couldn't stop this bombardment
I clench the vision till there's no room for

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

my peripheral vision, I watch subconsciously
Waitin' to introduce you to tragedy see it's Knoc's