Luyện nghe bài hát West Side Wicked

If it's that you need, homie you can get it
All you gotta do is a keep a loaded and speak with it
In the with it
Lift him off his fuckin' feet it
Grab a microphone and when it's westside wicked!

Dubb:
Gun play, raid the police right in the middle of streets
leave 'em all out deceased, I bring peace
To the ways we kick it
Killin' off you hoes and tricks, it's been seen in the
It's wicked!

If it's a bitch that you want, homie you can her
Just make you're ready to stab her and don't ask her for shit!
Just be like, "Which one of y'all bitches is my dick?!"
When it's wicked!

Bonez
Boom the bomb when it drops on the west
No room for the cause we take out the rest
Soon, not too long, smoke out the breath
Of all the people below, makin' death
is westside wicked!

x 2:
Wicked -
- WILD
Wicked, wicked, - WILD

Bonez
From the start to the end, I bend and them
Leave 'em with the quickness
Bitch, is westside wicked!

All the and the kids are safe from date-rape
we took out all the muthafuckin' hate
Contemplate a new beginning with petty little mind
No lie.
Got the whole ready to die
We be the wicked!

If outta control and you like to fight
And your number one wish in is to die
You can that -
All you really gotta do is get loud with my
And show you westside wicked!

Dubb:
If you got this on lock
Peel the gat back and cock that bitch, pack it with the itch
And let me if you need to roll on them hoes
Then the family will drop them
They be the wicked!

If you love to see fire all through the
And you wanna shoot a pig right off his cop
If you smoke the phattest bag of some get-right
Sit tight. I'll be back, I'm westside wicked!

x 2:
Wicked -
Wicked -
Wicked, wicked, - WILD

Bonez
the start to the end, I bend and break them
Leave 'em dead with the
Bitch, this is wicked!

Everybody the westside, aim your strap (aim it up)

Lace up your chucks and grab indo sack. (smoke it up)

Keep your khaki's creased, dickies to the top (to the top)

Pull out your and let them murder-braids rock (just let 'em rock)

And it's a 2-1-1, a missile in your pistol (keep it loaded)

And you can get a zip for the price of a (real easy)

And if the 5-0's comin' ain't no runnin' just

FINGERS IN THE AIR, TWO TWISTED IN THE MIDDLE!

x 6:
Wicked -
Wicked -
Wicked, wicked, wicked -

Bonez
the start to the end, I bend and break them
Leave 'em dead with the
Bitch, this is wicked!

SIIIIIDE!