Luyện nghe bài hát Survival Of The Fittest

[W.C.]
Uh, riir, niir!
Back once again, it's Dub C: the
Introducing ya'll to the members of my clique:
Shane, wit Young Hogs, Dre'sta the Gangsta
and we are: Bandana Productions (Yo, Toones!)
Can you feel this realness? can save ya
From the full of big tails, Dickies and Ben Davis
The one and only chrome pistole
For those who don't me: Bandana Swangin' Parole
Dub capital 3rd letter
Down for whatever, whenever takin' the to bangin' for cheddar
Forever bailin' in my overalls and (?)
jaws
Dre'sta the Gangsta, Dub C and the Young
[Young
the young Desperado! My model is to bang foe the hood,
bring the pain foe the hood, 'cause all tooted good
On the reala, a killa, a young thrilla, mashin'
the enemy goes for (?) scrilla
To it may concern: fool, I need a "Burn" like Militia
All ridas creepin' about to
It's the same, loc, get it twisted when I bail through
One Swangin' wit bottles on both sides

Survival of the fittest and we wit
Who wanna All my rides wit hustle handle their business (?)
Survival of the and we wit this
Who witness? All my ladies wit hustle handle their business (?)
Survival of the fittest and we wit
Who wanna witness? Real rides, be wise and handle business
of the fittest and we wit this
Who wanna witness? Swangin' [be bangin' and bringin' their business]

Mic check, 1, 2, what you bustas wan' do or do?
Now that real rides are upon you. I you and alarmed you!
The will be swangin' when we swarm through, was born to!
[Cap to the minds of all remainin' (?)]
these girls and the thugs in the club dance.
Dre'sta the Gangsta makin' you your head and bounce
Shout from the West to East, Midwest and South!
Dub C, my niir,
Hogs born to thug wit me and Muggs
and Bug California Love, homie (?) chases only,
women upon me, never phony, get it lonely, you can ride me
Lyrically fictive (?) be the
whack rappers dat they're the dopest
When hopeless be the brokest
Saddest dat you ever heard
Shinin some on all you bustas like the Ghetto bird!
And (?)

[W.C.]
Ugh! Ah, Good Evening! Do not attempt to your radio!
Ain't nuttin' wrong, we have taken control to bring you the special
Bandana Swangin'! Who me? Huh, I'm known as Dub C the shadiest one.
Ey, Dre'sta, what you

I got a slug foe mug dat wanna look at me evil
And got a clutch foe all fake thugs and people.
If you test Dre suicide. Lyrical drive by
Makin' you suckas die. Only ya bye-bye (?)
And the (?) of the 5-0 got rappers study
And us gangstas like revival my arrival.
And roll wit hogs dat get on, raw and ball till we fall
And revolve all to (??)
[W.C.]
From the land of the scandalous, sho and locs
I represent the chronic (?) and of gun smoke.
For this box Regal to (?) sippers on a do low
3 time felons, double eye for [strinkin' pulo (?)], you
The shadiest, shadiest 'em all but call
Dub C the Ghetto manifesto, still tall
Bandana Swangin' till the fall off
And all my bear the realest niirs to ever lay ya'll
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