Luyện nghe bài hát We Live This Shit

Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
Spark the lah, we live this
Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
the lah, we live this shit

We type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's
We Latin-thug type,
Weed smokers, holders that's right

Well, the alley cat looking for the Buddhasack
On my side is my easy, can't with that
out venom but if you wanna bill though
Come in and you can come on the Hill, bro

But if it in peace, bro, turn it to a homicide
Throw you in the trunk, a ride to the Eastside
It's a when you're fucking with the Hill
Fool, drop your weapon or I'm coming for the

Duck from the gunshots is sticking to ya
Standing all alone shotgun boo-ya
Watch it go through ya, ya smelling manure
Fools all bloody body in the sewer

Enemy's a viewer, I'm on Caluha
Sitting chilling with my nigga SonDuhla
Heading to the Eastside, your back busta
Ain't no hood for you, it's all about the hustlas

Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
Spark the lah, we live this
Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
Spark the lah, we live this

We type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, holders that's right
We Latin-thug type,
Weed smokers, money that's right

Rhyme for my neighborhood banging out
For ever backing up that Hill click
To my man on the corner with the shotgun
Singing sad songs for the ones fell

To me, it's kind of watching all these dummies
Straight tricks for the fame and the money
a little bold 'cause their record went gold
Got him a new ride and up rid it ho

Need this looking raw before you acting
Flexing on some brothers better twelve times
'Cause I been done that, fool, check the format
you and that bullshit under the doormat

Put it to your like I don't give a damn
Sen Dog and the Hill still fucking up the
Yeah, y'all that big bad Cypress and Perro up in place
What the you wanna do now?

Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
Spark the lah, we live this
Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
Spark the lah, we live this

We type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money that's right
We Latin-thug type,
Weed smokers, money holders right

that funky Cypress Hill shit
Think I blast another them something to deal with
'Cause I'm the ill one, oh, the one
You coming round the Hill fucking son, I spill one
Now I'm heading to the Eastside looking for
Living on the Eastside fighting for

be nifty with the Han Solo and trying to show no
Wittinesses 'cause people will use it to kill your yo
Off to the stone garden you go and stay
When I'm dead I'm bringing my to play there

For all the soldiers, money folders, you're on my
You can't hold us back I'm out boulders
every opponent in opposition
I you're wishing that I would bow to submission

L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we live this
Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
And spark the lah, we live this

We type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders right
We Latin-thug type,
Weed smokers, money that's right