Luyện nghe bài hát West Coast Voodo

[W.C.:]
Twist the cap and turn it up and
Back to get it in this motherfucker
Comin' through like me, excuse me
Smellin' ooh-wee in a blue T, y'all know who I be
Dub Sizzleen, full of Visine
in a 745-LI Beam'
Big bucks and big trucks, buzzed and
You and that toothpick drug related
New money, new day - same to nigga to over
out and knock the Murray's Grease out your tupay
West West baby baby, test baby baby
(Here I come with my in hand)
I got 'em packin' the spot like in the spot
This West Coast is like crack in the pot
Can't nobody serve it I serve it
Got 'em like Michael J. Fox, these niggaz lookin' nervous

We do we do
West Coast is voodoo on you
(See the Lord is my
Got me so hood, a nigga can't it)
We do, we do
West Coast is voodoo on you
(And just for the
I came in this world by myself and naked)

[The
Nigga it's time for the
Since everybody be us, then G up
the motherfuckin' weed up
Everywhere we go they us love
And by the time we leave they throwin' up
I've been in this shit, almost got 10 in shit
Your favorite rapper I done been in his
Who you how to put gold D's on a Bentley?
The nigga that showed me, he from Eastside
I'm the West Don, the Compton phenom
that drop on you niggaz, nothin' but dope rhymes
I was coached by the O.G.'s, taught to low-key
Now everybody know me, Mr. Fuck the
the Coast, bury the snitches
All my niggaz got two and they stare at your bitches
Like what the fuck you gon' do when run up on you
with a gun up on you and the trigger nigga
Welcome to

We do we do
This Coast is voodoo on you
(See the is my shephard
Got me so hood, a nigga help it)
We do, we do
This Coast is voodoo on you
(And for the record
I came in this world by and butt naked)