Luyện nghe bài hát We Live This Shit

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

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

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

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

Duck the gunshots that is sticking to ya
Standing all shotgun goes boo-ya
Watch it go ya, ya smelling like manure
Fools all bloody body chilling in the

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

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

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

Rhyme for my neighborhood out hits
For backing up that Cypress Hill click
To my man on the with the shotgun shell
sad songs for the ones that fell

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

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

Put it to your grill like I give a damn
Sen Dog and the Hill fucking up the program
Yeah, y'all big bad Cypress and Perro up in that place
the fuck you wanna do now?

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

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

Kicking funky Cypress Hill shit
Think I blast give them something to deal with
I'm the ill one, oh, the cap-peel one
You coming the Hill fucking son, I gotta spill one
Now I'm heading to the Eastside for revival
Living on the Eastside fighting for

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

For all the soldiers, folders, you're on my shoulders
You can't hold us I'm spitting out boulders
Crushing every opponent in
I know you're that I would bow to submission

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

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