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

[MC
who tryin to fuck with the Ville'
Grab my dick, Fuck this and slay my scrill
Slap the taste right 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 an screamin' an shit an cussin'
Ren a blunt while Ski and Kam was bustin'
Now you bitch ass niggaz sayin nothin'
we pull to the curb, Nigga 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
West drive-by, it happens like everyday
Bitch ass gettin' chased away
It go

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

Woop,
them fuckin' police
Woop,
Them comin' for me
You know the West gone
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, Leave a soakin' wet
So I'd watch niggaz like roaches with the lights on
You on the block, But you make it back home
You better hope this bullet got God in it, (Pray)
And I miss, When I got my eye on it
And I'm shootin' to blow the and the spine out
It's all real, I hate for you to find out
Who the fuck makes it
Uhh, Its Side nigga, This drive-by 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 the (Click) sound
Uh-huh, You better who the fuck you dealin' with, (Who's that)
It's Mr. Ski, The West Kill-A-Bitch

Niggaz hate me for the I'm foldin'
The I'm holdin'
The dank I'm
They just hate to see a rollin'
I gutter ball like I'm bowling, my ends
Tryin' to throw strikes at all redneck white pins
In the Beamer or the Benz, or the truck
'Til my people delevered, Man I don't a fuck
Stay pushin' the line with
Treat I'm with good
Anti-Hollywood and I keep my hood
A true thug, Ya gotta it
I into 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 girls actin' like niggas, Niggaz like bitches
So I just kick back and keep my riches
Focus on my chips and give niggaz real
So Bloods can skip to it and the can still walk

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