Luyện nghe bài hát Westside Slaughterhouse

Microphone check 10 the West Coast beller and tella
I cuss like a sella you see her she's a gonna
Moved to California the bitch up
And put the gangsta on her

Sunny Southern Cal it snows
Niggas yellin' ha's and we dumpin' out of 64's
When it comes to the gun play we
West Coast for life no crew only sets

It's the dog breathen out the
I'm a hog of this gangster shit don of the
All you want to dis the Pacific
But you buster niggas get specific

to love her mad 'cause we fucked her
Pussy whipped bitch with no sense
Hip hop started in the
Ice Cube bailin' through the without a vest

Now as I look to my and to my left
I see motherfuckers like they wanna step
So I'm my rusty screw driver
In case I got to cut ya deeper than Vanessa Del Vagina

Finda notha crew of niggas who can fuck with
bully given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick and dynamite
How you speed on before you get peed on nigga, yeah

Fool what is you red or the blue?
While as the L.A. zoo round two
I grab the mic tight strike like a rattle
Bring the rhymes and to the motherfuckin' battle

So sun to sun up run up with my gun up
All brakes get to pumpin' they a nigga dumpin'
You like a rasta when I lock like a terrier
Mack 10 that nigga with the that'll berry ya

Oh ah, oh ah, do a walk by and everybody die
into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak bitches and hydrolics
heat knock you off yo feet

Clear the block both sides of the street
Even crips and hear my thuds
Fee fy foe fum a nigga you from?
side

Fuck all you niggas I'm
This is mad circle to the fullest 187um
Toons the piano fuck a battle
I'm socking rappers like mad man

'Cause you niggas ain't impressin' me plus you big red records
So fuck what you tellin' me
Sit down Jr. you couldn't see me if you to
y'all it Mack 10, Cube and the double U

on the map
Niggas the 70's and still never win gold
on the map
Niggas represent the and still never win gold

I just had a scrap fo' the neighborhood Inglewood
Got to deal the hype
Known to kick back the fat sack fuck that
my gat at these nigga trippin' off my bulls hat

About to let loose with the chrome dude 5 shots
And I put holes in yo
I push a Benz you rollin' Gs
Nigga miss me with the set and start slangin' keys

When I say itchy citchy niggas get bitchy
'Cause they heard of ah natural murderah
I'm like is spankin' time
Layin' in the sunshine with one nine

So who wants to bust with the rust
Goin' plus every time I cuss
So fuck the whole black
Niggas better hope I don't my jeri curl back

Steper murderah out a Chevrolet
a beenie like Marvin Gaye
Stalkin' walkin' in my big black
Standin' tall in your freestyle holdin' my balls

I'm game like a ref in '95
'Cause niggas be and bittin' other niggas styles
But if you're this you better bring the dentist
'Cause sucking these balls ah yo ass lock jaws fool

Which way shall I go nigga what I do?
Should I with the red or should I truce with the blue?
Should I rock dope beats and the mic and stay down?
Or should I shoot out of town and flip this

Shit I thought that my nuts ah get bigger
Checkin' figures I'm hangin' with platinum niggas
It's Mack 10 and I'm swangin'
No time fo bangin' but still got my cackeys

Fuck one love it's the bloody glove honkey hoes
Leaving blood on Broncos
In a Hertz I drive on the 405
Is he dead or

Motherfuck court took snort
Jumpin' over chairs as I run through the
So I can a flight away from the drama
Number 32 in the Bahamas

Sucky ducky quack niggas ain't knowin' how to act
Sucka play the back
Nigga use to dis but now turning around and like Brandy
Motherfuckers be down

With this West Coast rap game I can a fuck
If you wasn't down at first you can buck these
get stole on boom
Get the picture killa Cali of the body bags nigga

on the map
Niggas the 70's and still never win gold
on the map
Niggas represent the and still never win gold