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 West Coast riders me
ride on ya bitch 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 tryin to fuck with the
my dick, Fuck 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 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 blunt 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 is back with Ski
he blast with his back to me
West Coast drive-by, it happens like
Bitch ass gettin' chased away
It go

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

Woop,
Thats them fuckin'
Woop,
bitches comin' for me
You know the West ride
Nigga up
Bitches run the drive-by
we pass 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 roaches the lights on
You on the block, But you won't 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 to blow the back and the spine out
It's all real, I hate for you to find out
Who the makes it happen
Uhh, Its Side nigga, This drive-by is whats crackin'
And the corners is caught off
The homes is gettin' rich off the costs
Dogg, Lay you down
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 hate me for the bank I'm
The I'm holdin'
The dank I'm
They just to see a gangsta rollin'
I gutter ball like I'm bowling, Collectin' my
Tryin' to throw strikes at all these redneck white
In the or the Benz, Wagon or the truck
my people delevered, Man I don't give a fuck
Stay the line with mine
peeps I'm with good
Anti-Hollywood and I keep my shit
A true thug, Ya gotta it
I bail into a club tennis shoes, jeans, 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' bitches
So I just kick back and 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,
them fuckin' police
Woop,
Them bitches for me
You know the West gone
Nigga up
run from the drive-by
When we by
Nigga, we pass by
Nigga, When we by
You bitches run from the
Drive-by, run from the drive-by