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 West Coast riders with me
That'll ride on ya ass
You got a problem Kay, You got a problem with us nigga
Ya know, Got MC Ren and the Coast Kam
Hey yo Ren it

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

[Chorus: MC
Woop,
Thats fuckin' police
Woop,
bitches comin' for me
You know the gone ride
Nigga up
Bitches run the drive-by
we pass by

Woop,
Thats them fuckin'
Woop,
bitches comin' for me
You know the West gone
Nigga up
run from the drive-by
When we by

[E A
I've been 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 make it back
You better that this bullet got God in it, (Pray)
And I miss, I got my fuckin' eye on it
And I'm to blow the back and the spine out
all real, I would hate for you to find out
Who the makes it happen
Uhh, Its West Side nigga, This is whats crackin'
And the corners is caught off
The funeral is gettin' rich off the costs
Dogg, Lay you flat
out the clips 'til you hear the (Click) sound
Uh-huh, You better who the fuck you dealin' with, (Who's that)
It's Mr. Ski, The West Coast

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 I'm bowling, Collectin' my ends
to throw strikes at all these redneck white pins
In the Beamer or the Benz, or the truck
'Til my people delevered, Man I give a fuck
Stay pushin' the with mine
Treat peeps I'm with
Anti-Hollywood and I keep my hood
A true thug, Ya gotta it
I bail a club tennis shoes, jeans, white tee and a fitted
Tryin' to get it crackin', Wassup, I'm
You tryin' to go or what, I mean, You
Dyke actin' like niggas, Niggaz actin' like bitches
So I just kick and keep stackin' my riches
Focus on my chips and give niggaz talk
So Bloods can skip to it and the Crips can still

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