Luyện nghe bài hát Survival Of The Fittest

[W.C.]
Uh, riir, niir!
Back again, it's Dub C: the shadiest
Introducing ya'll to the newest members of my
Shane, wit Young Hogs, Dre'sta the Gangsta
and we Bandana Swangin' Productions (Yo, Toones!)
Can you this realness? Nothin' can save ya
the school full of big tails, Dickies and Ben Davis
The one and only witta pistole
For those who know me: Bandana Swangin' Parole
Dub capital 3rd letter
Down for whatever, whenever takin' the berettas to bangin' for
Forever bailin' in my and work- (?)
jaws
Dre'sta the Gangsta, Dub C and the Young
Shane]
It's the young Desperado! My model is to foe the hood,
bring the pain foe the hood, it's all tooted good
On the reala, a young killa, a young thrilla,
the goes down for (?) scrilla
To it may concern: fool, I need a "Burn" like Militia
All ridas about to getcha
the same, loc, don't 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 wanna witness? All my ladies wit hustle their business (?)
Survival of the and we wit this
Who wanna witness? Real rides, be and handle your business
Survival of the and we wit this
Who wanna witness? Bandana Swangin' [be bangin' and bringin' their

Mic check, 1, 2, what you bustas wan' do or do?
Now that rides are upon you. I warned you and alarmed you!
The bandanas will be swangin' we swarm through, was born to!
to make the minds of all remainin' (?)]
Make girls and the thugs in the club dance.
Dre'sta the Gangsta makin' you your head and bounce
Shout from the West to East, and Dirty South!
Dub C, my niir,
Young Hogs to thug wit me and Muggs
and Green Bug California Love, homie (?) only,
upon me, never phony, get it lonely, you can ride upon me
Lyrically (?) be the loc'est
whack rappers claiming' dat the dopest
hopeless brothers be the brokest
Saddest song dat you ever
Shinin some light on all you like the Ghetto bird!
And (?)

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

I got a slug foe every mug dat wanna look at me
And got a clutch foe all fake thugs and people.
If you test Dre suicide. Lyrical drive by
Makin' sure you suckas die. ya bye-bye (?)
And the (?) of the 5-0 got rappers study
And us gangstas like since my arrival.
And roll wit dat get it's on, raw and ball till we fall
And revolve all to (??)
[W.C.]
From the of the scandalous, sho dogs and locs
I represent the (?) and smashes of gun smoke.
For this box Regal to Martinis (?) on a do low
3 time felons, double eye for pulo (?)], 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
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