Luyện nghe bài hát West Side Wicked

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

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

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

Dubb:
Boom goes the bomb when it on the west
No room for the wrong we take out the rest
Soon, not too long, chokes out the breath
Of all the people below, we're makin'
This is wicked!

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

Dubb:
From the to the end, I bend and break them
Leave 'em with the quickness
Bitch, this is wicked!

All the women and the kids are safe from
Cause we out all the muthafuckin' hate
Contemplate a new beginning with your petty mind
No lie.
Got the whole world to die
We be the wicked!

If you're outta control and you to fight
And your number one in life is to die
You can that -
All you gotta do is get loud with my crew
And we'll you westside wicked!

Bonez
If you got shit on lock
Peel the gat back and cock that bitch, pack it tight the itch
And let me know if you need to roll on hoes
Then the family will them foes
They be the wicked!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

FOUR FINGERS IN THE AIR, TWO IN THE MIDDLE!

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

Dubb:
From the start to the end, I bend and break
Leave 'em dead with the
Bitch, this is wicked!

SIIIIIDE!