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 West Coast riders with me
ride on ya bitch 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 with the Ville'
Grab my dick, this trick and slay my scrill
Slap the taste right ya grill
When I'm fuckin' with Kam and Ski nigga is fa real
blastin' fools with these West Coast shots
Compton and Watts, My Bay niggaz got
Niggaz runnin' an yellin' an screamin' an shit an
Ren smoked a while Ski and Kam was bustin'
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 bitches can it
Villian is back with Ski
While he blast with his to me
West drive-by, it happens like everyday
Bitch ass mothafuckas gettin' away
It go

MC Ren]
Woop,
Thats them police
Woop,
bitches comin' for me
You the West gone ride
Nigga up
Bitches run from the
we pass by

Woop,
them fuckin' police
Woop,
Them comin' for me
You know the West ride
hit'em up
Bitches run from the
When we by

[E A
I've been known for the AK, Glocks, and
Hit ya block up, Leave a nigga wet
So I'd watch niggaz scatter roaches with the lights on
You on the block, But you won't make it back
You better hope 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 fuck it happen
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 better know who the you dealin' with, (Who's that)
It's Mr. Ski, The Coast Kill-A-Bitch

Niggaz me for the bank I'm foldin'
The I'm holdin'
The dank I'm
They just to see a gangsta rollin'
I ball like I'm bowling, Collectin' my ends
Tryin' to strikes at all these 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 with mine
Treat I'm with good
and I keep my shit hood
A thug, Ya gotta admit it
I bail into a club 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 girls actin' niggas, Niggaz actin' like bitches
So I kick back and keep stackin' my riches
Focus on my chips and niggaz real talk
So Bloods can skip to it and the Crips can still

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