Luyện nghe bài hát Westside Driveby

[E A Ski
Yay, Yay
Wassup Kay Slay, Its the big E A Ski
Ya know, And I some West Coast riders with me
That'll ride on ya ass
You got a with Kay, You got a problem with us nigga
Ya know, Got MC Ren and the West Kam
Hey yo Ren it

[MC
Nigga who tryin to fuck the Ville'
Grab my dick, Fuck trick and slay my scrill
Slap the right outta ya grill
When I'm fuckin' with Kam and Ski nigga shit is fa
Straight blastin' fools these West Coast shots
and Watts, My Bay niggaz got glocks
Niggaz runnin' an yellin' an an shit an cussin'
Ren a blunt while Ski and Kam was bustin'
Now you bitch ass niggaz sayin nothin'
When we to the curb, Nigga stop gruntin'
This Coast shit, Cant be fucked with
Or duplicated, You bitches can it
Mothafuckin Villian is back Ski
While he with his back to me
Coast drive-by, it happens like everyday
Bitch ass gettin' chased away
It go

MC Ren]
Woop,
Thats them fuckin'
Woop,
Them bitches for me
You know the West gone
Nigga up
Bitches run from the
we pass by

Woop,
Thats fuckin' police
Woop,
Them bitches for me
You know the West gone
Nigga up
Bitches run from the
When we by

[E A
I've been for the AK, Glocks, and Tech's
Hit ya block up, Leave a soakin' wet
So I'd niggaz scatter like roaches with the lights on
You on the block, But you won't make it home
You better hope this bullet got God in it, (Pray)
And I miss, I got my fuckin' eye on it
And I'm shootin' to blow the back and the out
all real, I would hate for you to find out
Who the fuck makes it
Uhh, Its West nigga, This drive-by is whats crackin'
And the corners is caught off
The homes is gettin' rich off the costs
Dogg, Lay you down
Empty out the clips 'til you hear the (Click)
Uh-huh, You know who the fuck you dealin' with, (Who's that)
It's Mr. Ski, The West Kill-A-Bitch

Niggaz me for the bank I'm foldin'
The I'm holdin'
The dank I'm
They just hate to see a rollin'
I ball like I'm bowling, Collectin' my ends
Tryin' to throw strikes at all redneck white pins
In the Beamer or the Benz, Wagon or the
my people delevered, Man I don't give a fuck
Stay pushin' the line mine
Treat peeps I'm good
Anti-Hollywood and I keep my hood
A true thug, Ya admit it
I bail into a club tennis shoes, jeans, tee and a fitted
Tryin' to get it crackin', Wassup, I'm
You to go or what, I mean, You playin'
Dyke girls actin' like niggas, Niggaz actin' like
So I just back and keep stackin' my riches
Focus on my and give niggaz real talk
So Bloods can skip to it and the can still walk

[MC
It go
Woop,
Thats fuckin' police
Woop,
Them bitches for me
You know the West gone
hit'em up
Bitches run from the
we pass by
Nigga, When we by
Nigga, When we by
You run from the drive-by
Drive-by, Bitches run the drive-by