Luyện nghe bài hát West Coast Voodo

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

We do we do
West 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 just for the
I in this world by myself and butt naked)

Game:]
Nigga it's time for the
everybody wanna be us, then G up
Blaze the weed up
Everywhere we go they showin' us
And by the time we leave they throwin' up
I've been in this shit, got 10 in this shit
Your favorite rapper I done been in his
Who showed you how to put gold D's on a
The nigga that showed me, he from Eastside
I'm the West Coast Don, the phenom
that bombs on you niggaz, nothin' but dope rhymes
I was coached by the O.G.'s, to stay low-key
Now everybody know me, Mr. the Police
Unite the Coast, bury the
All my got two strikes and they stare at your bitches
what the fuck you gon' do when niggaz run up on you
with a gun up on you and the trigger nigga
Welcome to

We do we do
This West Coast is 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 for the record
I came in this by myself and butt naked)