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

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

And them East Coast killas to represent
And when we ride together we're gonna some shit...

1]
I got my mind made up, I'm strapped and I'm riddin
West Side till I die, money
Gulf in a hurry cadillacs and gold jewlery
and dirty hooked up with my phones
And we blow big cane
Playa hattin dirty Mex don't tha game
I do it cause I'm all about my money man
Baby beach, baby beth, if ever do you gang bang
Hoggin and doggin cheddar full of scratch
And got them super fly fish full of tash
That's how we do it, hustle fluit through my veins
I got soldiers that'll dump for a change...

Ring around the police, pockets full of
[Carlos
Swingin n jealous man's burden
It's the tha 36 ozies
Hoe's see my and wanna say they a virgin
20 inch turnin keep they hurtin
H-town slicker, buy my German
Sippin' on bourban, woods a burnin'
Back in the days I get one wordin
Now I park wit boys outta Cali
Playas on pro's like the mother valley
If you were me, u'd be by security
Dope House, known for our

(Chorus)

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

It's the - Philly
on the drum I, I
wit the type of funk that make a cry
I ain't lie,
but he need no to fly
gettin' sick, wit Salty Lifestyl livin' life-a
my organization down wit World Hustlaz
the homie force gon' hop up on the plane
seize, that Beesh without the west coast mary jane
on the east coast, they're going for that stack of paper
on the South Side, they run wit and they stack that paper
we screamin' YAAY
wit the full of blaze
like Universal wit Def Jam
in the money,
South Park Mexican and makin' power moves ev-ery day
and do a hater we have to...

(Chorus x2)

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