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

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

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

1]
I got my mind made up, I'm and I'm riddin high
West till I die, money multiplied
Coast in a hurry cadillacs and gold jewlery
Down and dirty hooked up my phones
And we blow big cane
Playa hattin dirty Mex don't tha game
I can't do it cause I'm all my money man
Baby beach, baby beth, latino's if ever do you gang
and doggin cheddar cheese full of scratch
And got super fly fish tags full of tash
how we do it, hustle fluit runnin through my veins
I got that'll dump for a little change...

Ring around the police, pockets full of
[Carlos
Swingin n swervin man's burden
It's the wizard tha 36
see my ride and wanna say they a virgin
20 inch turnin they heart hurtin
city 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
House, known for our purity

(Chorus)

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

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

(Chorus x2)

G]
I it get crunk and take control like Janet
It's yo boy Low G from the center of the
When you hear the hit, show you gonna jam in
Can't hang with the bandit, haters stand it
a mendez, ta win dis
The Menace most worse Dennis
Mmmmm, Me Raches apendes
Remember me Low-G from the block of
Second war with the nine millemeter
Keep it endless, friendless
Cali the next
Kid Frost, Baby Beesh, Rasheed and the Park Mex...
(Chorus x2