Luyện nghe bài hát West Coast, Gulf Coast, East Coast

Now these Coast players and we love to ball...
And these Coast Hustlers love to do it all...

And them East killas ought to represent
And when we together we're gonna kill some shit...

1]
I got my made up, I'm strapped and I'm riddin high
Side till I die, money multiplied
Gulf Coast in a hurry cadillacs and jewlery
Down and hooked up with my phones
And we blow big candy
Playa hattin dirty Mex don't understand tha
I can't do it cause I'm all about my man
beach, baby beth, latino's if ever do you gang bang
Hoggin and doggin cheddar full of scratch
And got them super fly fish tags full of
That's how we do it, hustle runnin through my veins
I got soldiers that'll for a little change...

Ring around the police, pockets full of
Coy]
Swingin n swervin man's burden
It's the wizard tha 36
Hoe's see my ride and say they a virgin
20 inch turnin keep they hurtin
H-town slicker, buy my German
Sippin' on bourban, back woods a
Back in the I couldn't get one wordin
Now I valet wit boys outta Cali
Playas on pro's the mother fuckin valley
If you me, u'd be surrounded by security
Dope House, for our purity

(Chorus)

2]
Yeah, these west coast riders with the down G's
Take Keys 'em down the o's and p's
17 pulled back an squeeze
And I'll ball like a mother fuckin' toe
Down with the click, I'm Beesh
I'm laced in this like PCP, with SPM, and LOW-G
grind in L.A. 'til my very last day
and I'm a Hillwood Hustla 'til I die
It's a struggle but I gotta bubble baby, believe it
And like I big frost is a hard act to follow...
I guess the reason I roll with my rival
[3rd verse -

It's the - Philly
on the I, come I
wit the type of that make a sucka cry
I gon' lie,
but he no paper to fly
gettin' sick, wit Salty Waters' livin' life-a
my organization down wit World Wide
the homie force that's gon' hop up on the
seize, Baby Beesh without the west coast mary jane
on the coast, they're going whacko for that stack of paper
on the Side, they run wit slangaz and they stack that paper
we screamin' YAAY
wit the baskets full of
like comin' wit Def Jam
in the money,
South Park and Rasheed makin' power moves ev-ery day
and do a hater we gon' to...

(Chorus x2)

G]
I feel it get crunk and take control like
It's yo boy Low G from the center of the
When you the hit, what show you gonna jam in
Can't hang the bandit, haters can't stand it
a mendez, ta win dis
The most worse that Dennis
Mmmmm, Me entiendes? apendes
me Low-G from the block of rock
Second war with the nine glock
Keep it endless, stayin
Cali the next
Kid Frost, Beesh, Rasheed and the South Park Mex...
(Chorus x2