Luyện nghe bài hát Westside Driveby

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

[MC
Nigga who to fuck with the Ville'
Grab my dick, Fuck this trick and my scrill
Slap the right outta ya grill
I'm fuckin' with Kam and Ski nigga shit is fa real
Straight blastin' fools with West Coast shots
Compton and Watts, My Bay got glocks
Niggaz runnin' an yellin' an an shit an cussin'
Ren smoked a blunt while Ski and Kam was
Now you bitch ass ain't sayin nothin'
When we to the curb, Nigga stop gruntin'
West Coast shit, Cant be fucked with
Or duplicated, You can hate it
Mothafuckin Villian is with Ski
he blast with his back to me
West Coast drive-by, it happens like
Bitch ass gettin' chased away
It go

MC Ren]
Woop,
Thats them police
Woop,
Them bitches for me
You know the West ride
Nigga up
Bitches run from the
When we by

Woop,
Thats fuckin' police
Woop,
Them comin' for me
You the West gone ride
Nigga up
Bitches run the drive-by
When we by

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

Niggaz hate me for the bank I'm
The I'm holdin'
The I'm polin'
They just to see a gangsta rollin'
I gutter ball like I'm bowling, my ends
Tryin' to strikes at all these redneck white pins
In the Beamer or the Benz, Wagon or the
'Til my people delevered, Man I give a fuck
pushin' the line with mine
Treat peeps I'm with
Anti-Hollywood and I my shit hood
A thug, Ya gotta admit it
I bail a club tennis shoes, jeans, white tee and a fitted
Tryin' to get it crackin', Wassup, I'm
You to go or what, I mean, You playin'
Dyke actin' like niggas, Niggaz actin' like bitches
So I just kick and keep stackin' my riches
Focus on my and give niggaz real talk
So Bloods can skip to it and the Crips can walk

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