Luyện nghe bài hát Str8 Westcoast [Remix]

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

Ruthless, hostile, unforgiven, who you permission
To try to stop me from livin', huh? Try again
gotta ride better than that
To out in front 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 with my up
I drop Pravda, lock and load, the streets up
You weak

and dancin'
Y'all takin' pills, we takin' penitentiary
I'm too is
the same when 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 that's gon' get me acquitted
G's is walkin' out the courtroom like George
Stop the interviewin', the had it comin' to him

G

What y'all thought, I gonna return with a hit
Too much that Sherman shit
I learnt this from the best that got y'all
The, the doctor Andre

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

coast, still smoking on that indo
Smoke, oh no, pretend, oh no
I woulda 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 all know real dope
You need a filter or you choke, indo
all a nigga will smoke, oh no

Now, better get between their door, door
I'm all your shit onto 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
six to ya shins niggas start hoppin', Shiest never stoppin'
In other words, if click full
press mute and it don't apply now

I'm feelin' funny in the
And a nigga been eatin' for weeks, I'm sick
I trying to get no better but rather
Infect the leavin' Vicks in a old sweater

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

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

All prepared for war it's Knoc's
A stalker, in shadows I walk
Mindin' my own while haters soft
The I succeed, the more bitches clock

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