Luyện nghe bài hát Westside Driveby

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

[MC
Nigga who tryin to with the Ville'
Grab my dick, this trick and slay my scrill
the taste right outta ya grill
When I'm with Kam and Ski nigga shit is fa real
Straight blastin' with these West Coast shots
and Watts, My Bay niggaz got glocks
Niggaz runnin' an an screamin' 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 West shit, Cant be fucked with
Or duplicated, You bitches can it
Mothafuckin Villian is back Ski
While he blast with his to me
West Coast drive-by, it happens everyday
Bitch ass mothafuckas gettin' chased
It go

MC Ren]
Woop,
Thats them police
Woop,
Them comin' for me
You know the West ride
hit'em up
Bitches run from the
we pass by

Woop,
Thats them police
Woop,
bitches comin' for me
You know the gone ride
hit'em up
Bitches run from the
When we by

[E A
been known for the AK, Glocks, and Tech's
Hit ya block up, a nigga soakin' wet
So I'd watch niggaz like roaches with the lights on
You on the block, But you won't make it back
You better hope that 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
It's all real, I would hate for you to out
Who the fuck makes it
Uhh, Its West Side nigga, This is whats crackin'
And the is gettin' caught off
The funeral is gettin' rich off the costs
Dogg, Lay you down
Empty out the clips 'til you hear the (Click)
Uh-huh, You better know who the you dealin' with, (Who's that)
Mr. Ski, The West Coast Kill-A-Bitch

Niggaz hate me for the bank I'm
The rank I'm
The I'm polin'
They just to see a gangsta rollin'
I gutter ball like I'm bowling, Collectin' my
Tryin' to throw strikes at all redneck white pins
In the Beamer or the Benz, Wagon or the
'Til my delevered, Man I don't give a fuck
Stay the line with mine
Treat peeps I'm with
Anti-Hollywood and I keep my hood
A thug, Ya gotta admit it
I bail into a tennis shoes, jeans, white tee and a fitted
to get it crackin', Wassup, I'm sayin'
You to go or what, I mean, You playin'
Dyke girls actin' like niggas, Niggaz actin' like
So I just kick and keep stackin' my riches
Focus on my chips and give niggaz real
So Bloods can skip to it and the Crips can still

[MC
It go
Woop,
Thats them police
Woop,
bitches comin' for me
You know the West ride
Nigga up
Bitches run from the
When we by
Nigga, When we by
Nigga, we pass by
You run from the drive-by
Drive-by, Bitches run the drive-by