Luyện nghe bài hát West Up!

Front back side to
We be it up, till the day we die
Niggas hit me up, I'mma have ta
So motherfucker Up!

Front side to side
We be it up, till the day we die
Niggas hit me up, I'mma have ta
So motherfucker Up!

Nigga clear the lane, I come, once again
With this, gangsta click, this, gangsta shit
Strictly for the who ride us I gotta WestSider
Rhymer for them niggas sittin on them Dayton wires
Pump the bass, hit the
Ice Cube, Mack 10, and Dub-C, back up in this b-i-itch
Straight hoodsta for life, no lookin back
Ink in my flesh, WestSide tattoed on my
Walkin with the of death
Through the of the skanless, South Central Los Angeles
Home of the Crips and the
Where the strongest niggas is drug through the mud
And from outta town best to stay in Hollywood
You get that tourist ass ganked strollin through my
West coast the casket drop
I be throwin it up, so West Up!

It's gun ho one, no please you can't fuck wit deez
Ice Cubez and is my G'z
And hip-hop, top three niggas the new
Never cause we flosses, packin Nina Rosses
Nigga, thought You How We Do It
Ain't a Damn Thing Changed, On Them Thangs
Forever and a day, so back up, gimme room, don't
Just respect and everything I can't check I
Now you can out the bustas and snitches
Shit only hootchie bitches and hot hydraulic switches allowed
On the turf where the real hogs
Sewed up the hood, the fattest boulders on the block for
Inglewood City, the throne I call
Niggas be so bright, you might need locs on
To bail through, it's fin in with Mack 10
And I gotta confess up, this West Up! for life

Front side to side
We be it up, till the day we die
hit me up, I'mma have ta erupt
So West Up!

Front side to side
We be it up, till the day we die
Niggas hit me up, have ta erupt
So motherfucker Up!

Now I got ta show you how the West coast
No razor blades, in my mouth, a Glock
And I'm hittin you up, that W-S
The sun rises in the East, but it in the West
No teeth, you gets a wreath
So hand me the goodies, mask, no hoodies
day, I'm in a tre
While some of you niggas got the robe reindeer and a
We don't call it five-oh, we it one time
my life my life my life my life, in the sunshine!
One weighs a ton
How the fuck you think that the was won?
Now shit can be over a forty ounce of backwash
No jokes, the of locs and hundred spokes
In the East, we can be
But when you come to L.A., watch your motherfuckin
West Up!

Front back to side
We be givin it up, the day we die
Niggas hit me up, I'mma have ta
So motherfucker Up!

Front back side to
We be givin it up, the day we die
Niggas hit me up, I'mma ta erupt
So motherfucker Up!

Give it up, it up
Like the James Brown, me and my niggas are puttin it down
So bustas be wary cause see we represent the
Where niggas caught slippin is left with they brains
City of the Angels, more a concrete jungle
of macks Cadillacs and crack sacks
I pledge allegiance to the till I die
So let the five-twenty slide and put it down the WestSide

Front side to side
We be givin it up, the day we die
Niggas hit me up, I'mma ta erupt
So West Up!

back side to side
We be it up, till the day we die
Niggas hit me up, I'mma have ta
So motherfucker Up!

("Throwin up the W")