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 of my clique:
Shane, wit Young Hogs, Dre'sta the Gangsta
and we are: Swangin' Productions (Yo, Toones!)
Can you feel this realness? Nothin' can ya
From the school full of big tails, and Ben Davis
The one and witta chrome pistole
For those who don't know me: Swangin' Parole
Dub witta 3rd letter
Down for whatever, whenever takin' the berettas to bangin' for
bailin' in my overalls and work- (?)
Breakin'
the Gangsta, Dub C and the Young Hogs
[Young
It's the young Desperado! My model is to 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 down for (?) scrilla
To whom it may concern: fool, I need a "Burn" Militia
All ridas creepin' about to
It's the same, loc, don't get it twisted I bail through
One Bandana wit bottles on both sides

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

Mic check, 1, 2, what you bustas do or gon' do?
Now that rides are upon you. I warned you and alarmed you!
The bandanas will be swangin' when we through, was born to!
[Cap to make the minds of all (?)]
these girls and the thugs in the club dance.
Dre'sta the Gangsta makin' you bang head and bounce
from the West to East, Midwest and Dirty South!
Dub C, my niir,
Young Hogs born to thug wit me and
and Green Bug California Love, (?) chases only,
women upon me, never phony, get it lonely, you can upon me
Lyrically (?) be the loc'est
whack rappers claiming' dat the dopest
When hopeless brothers be the
Saddest dat you ever heard
Shinin some on all you bustas 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 you the special show:
Bandana Swangin'! Who me? Huh, I'm known as Dub C alias the one.
Ey, Dre'sta, what you

I got a foe every mug dat wanna look at me evil
And got a foe all fake thugs and scandalous people.
If you test Dre it's suicide. drive by
Makin' sure you suckas die. ya bye-bye (?)
And the moves (?) of the 5-0 got 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.]
the land of the scandalous, sho dogs and locs
I the chronic (?) and smashes of gun smoke.
For this box Regal to Martinis (?) 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 momma bear the realest to ever lay ya'll
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