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

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

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

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

Ring the police, pockets full of hoezies
[Carlos
Swingin n swervin jealous burden
It's the tha 36 ozies
Hoe's see my and wanna say they a virgin
20 turnin keep they heart hurtin
city slicker, buy my German
Sippin' on bourban, back woods a
Back in the I couldn't get one wordin
Now I park wit boys outta Cali
Playas on pro's like the fuckin valley
If you were me, u'd be surrounded by
House, known for our purity

(Chorus)

2]
Yeah, these west riders with the down south G's
Take Keys break 'em the o's and p's
17 shots pulled back an
And I'll ball like a mother C-fee toe
Down with the click, I'm Baby
I'm laced in this bitch PCP, with SPM, and LOW-G
I'ma in L.A. 'til my very last day
and I'm a Hillwood Hustla 'til I die
It's a struggle but I bubble baby, please believe it
And like I big frost is a hard act to follow...
I guess that's the reason I roll my rival
verse - Rasheed]

It's the - Alumni
on the I, come I
wit the type of funk make a sucka cry
I ain't lie,
but he no paper to fly
gettin' sick, wit Salty Waters' Lifestyl life-a
my organization down wit World Hustlaz
the homie force that's gon' hop up on the
seize, that Baby Beesh without the west mary jane
on the east coast, they're going whacko for that of paper
on the Side, they run wit slangaz and they stack that paper
we YAAY YAAY
wit the baskets of blaze
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 hear the hit, show you gonna jam in
hang with the bandit, haters can't stand it
a mendez, ta win dis
The Menace most that Dennis
Mmmmm, Me entiendes? Raches
me Low-G from the block of rock
Second war with the nine millemeter
Keep it endless, friendless
flex the next
Kid Frost, Baby Beesh, Rasheed and the South Mex...
(Chorus x2