Luyện nghe bài hát Survival Of The Fittest

[W.C.]
Uh, riir, niir!
Back once again, it's Dub C: the
ya'll to the newest members of my clique:
Young Shane, wit Young Hogs, the Gangsta
and we are: Bandana Swangin' (Yo, Toones!)
Can you this realness? Nothin' can save ya
From the school full of big tails, Dickies and Ben
The one and only witta chrome
For those who don't know me: Swangin' Parole
Dub witta capital 3rd
Down for whatever, takin' the berettas to bangin' for cheddar
Forever bailin' in my overalls and (?)
jaws
Dre'sta the Gangsta, Dub C and the Young
Shane]
It's the young Desperado! My is to bang foe the hood,
the pain foe the hood, 'cause it's 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 Bandana Swangin' wit on both sides

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

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

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

I got a slug foe every mug dat wanna at me evil
And got a foe all fake thugs and scandalous people.
If you Dre it's suicide. Lyrical drive by
Makin' sure you die. Only ya bye-bye (?)
And the (?) of the 5-0 got rappers study
And us gangstas revival since my arrival.
And roll wit hogs dat get it's on, raw and ball we fall
And revolve all to (??)
[W.C.]
the land of the scandalous, sho dogs and locs
I the chronic (?) and smashes of gun smoke.
For box Regal to Martinis (?) sippers on a do low
3 time felons, double eye for [strinkin' (?)], you know
The shadiest, shadiest wanted 'em all but
Dub C the Ghetto manifesto, standin' tall
Bandana till the wheels fall off
And all my momma the realest niirs to ever lay ya'll
Chorus: