Luyện nghe bài hát West Up!

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

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

Nigga clear the lane, here I come, once
With this, gangsta click, droppin this, shit
Strictly for the riders who ride us I gotta
for them niggas that's sittin on them Dayton wires
Pump the bass, hit the
Cause Ice Cube, Mack 10, and Dub-C, back up in this
Straight hoodsta for life, no lookin back
Ink in my flesh, WestSide on my chest
Walkin the shadow of death
Through the land of the skanless, South Los Angeles
Home of the and the Bloods
even the strongest niggas is drug through the mud
And visitors from outta town best to in Hollywood
You get tourist ass ganked strollin through my hood
West coast the casket drop
I be throwin it up, so motherfucker Up!

It's gun ho Mack one, no please you fuck wit deez
Ice and Dub-Ceez is my G'z
And hip-hop, top niggas the new bosses
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, room, don't neglect
Just respect and I can't check I wreck
Now you can cross out the bustas and
Shit only killers hootchie bitches and hot 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 you're in Mack 10
And I gotta confess up, nigga this West Up! for

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

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

Now I got ta show you how the West rocks
No razor blades, in my mouth, just a
And I'm hittin you up, with W-S
The sun rises in the East, but it sets in the
No gold teeth, you gets a
So me the goodies, stockin 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 call it one
It's my life my life my my life, in the sunshine!
One weighs a ton
How the fuck you think that the was won?
Now shit can be squashed a forty ounce of backwash
No jokes, the land of and hundred spokes
In the East, we can be
But when you come to L.A., watch motherfuckin colors
West Up!

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

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

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

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

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

("Throwin up the W")