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

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

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

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

Ring around the police, pockets full of
[Carlos
n swervin jealous man's burden
It's the tha 36 ozies
Hoe's see my 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 couldn't get one
Now I park wit boys outta Cali
on pro's like the mother fuckin valley
If you were me, u'd be surrounded by
Dope House, for our purity

(Chorus)

2]
Yeah, these west coast with the down south G's
Take break 'em down the o's and p's
17 shots pulled back an
And I'll like a mother fuckin' C-fee toe
Down the click, I'm Baby Beesh
I'm in this bitch 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
a struggle but I gotta 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
[3rd verse -

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' livin' life-a
my organization down wit World Wide
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 stack of
on the South Side, they run wit slangaz and they that paper
we YAAY YAAY
wit the baskets of blaze
like Universal wit Def Jam
in the money,
South Park Mexican and Rasheed makin' power ev-ery day
and do a we gon' have to...

(Chorus x2)

G]
I it get crunk and take control like Janet
It's yo boy Low G from the of the planet
you hear the hit, what show you gonna jam in
Can't with 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 the nine millemeter glock
Keep it endless, friendless
Cali the next
Kid Frost, Baby Beesh, Rasheed and the Park Mex...
(Chorus x2