Luyện nghe bài hát Survival Of The Fittest

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

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

Mic check, 1, 2, you bustas wan' do or gon' do?
Now that real rides are upon you. I warned you and you!
The bandanas will be swangin' when we swarm through, was to!
[Cap to the minds of all remainin' (?)]
Make these girls and the in the club dance.
Dre'sta the Gangsta you bang your head and bounce
Shout from the West to East, and Dirty South!
Dub C, my niir,
Young Hogs born to thug wit me and
and Green Bug California Love, homie (?) only,
women upon me, phony, get it lonely, you can ride upon me
Lyrically (?) be the loc'est
whack rappers dat they're the dopest
hopeless brothers be the brokest
Saddest song dat you heard
Shinin some light on all you bustas like the bird!
And (?)

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

I got a slug foe every mug dat wanna at me evil
And got a clutch foe all fake thugs and people.
If you test Dre it's suicide. drive by
Makin' sure you die. Only ya bye-bye (?)
And the (?) of the 5-0 got rappers study
And us like revival since my arrival.
And roll wit hogs dat get it's on, raw and ball till we
And all broads to (??)
[W.C.]
From the land of the scandalous, sho dogs and
I represent the chronic (?) and of gun smoke.
For box Regal to Martinis (?) 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, standin' tall
Bandana Swangin' till the wheels off
And all my momma bear the niirs to ever lay ya'll
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