Luyện nghe bài hát We Live This Shit

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

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

Well, it's the alley cat for the Buddhasack
On my side is my easy, can't fuck that
Starting out but if you wanna bill though
Come in peace and you can 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 fucking the Hill
Fool, drop weapon or I'm coming for the kill

from the gunshots that is sticking to ya
Standing all alone goes boo-ya
Watch it go through ya, ya smelling like
all bloody body chilling in the sewer

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

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

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

Rhyme for my banging out hits
For ever backing up that Cypress Hill
To my man on the corner the shotgun shell
Singing sad songs for the ones that

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

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

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

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

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

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

Gotta be nifty with the Han Solo and trying to 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, folders, you're on my shoulders
You can't hold us back I'm out boulders
Crushing every in opposition
I know wishing that I would bow to submission

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

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