Luyện nghe bài hát Westside Slaughterhouse

Microphone check 10 from the West beller and tella
I cuss like a sella when you see her she's a
Moved to blew the bitch up
And put the twist on her

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

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

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

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

Finda notha crew of niggas who can fuck this
Lyrical bully given bruises to crews fool
You must be on dick dope and
How you figure on before you get peed on nigga, yeah

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

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

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

Clear the whole block sides of the street
crips and bloods hear my thuds
Fee fy foe fum a where you from?
side

Fuck all you I'm yellin'
This is mad circle to the fullest everybody
Toons the piano fuck a battle
I'm socking like mad man Santiago

'Cause you niggas impressin' me plus you singin' big red records
So nigga fuck what you me
Sit down Jr. you see me if you wanted to
Look y'all it Mack 10, Cube and the U

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

I just had a scrap fo' the Inglewood stereotype
Got to with the hype
to kick back with the fat sack fuck that
Where my gat at these trippin' off my bulls hat

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

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

So who wants to with the never rust
Goin' platinum every time I cuss
So fuck the whole black
Niggas better hope I don't grow my curl back

Steper stepin' out a Chevrolet
Sportin' a like Marvin Gaye
walkin' in my big black chuck's
Standin' tall in your session holdin' my balls

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

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

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

one love it's the bloody glove killin' honkey hoes
Leaving blood on Broncos
In a Hertz rental I on the 405
Is he or alive?

court took another snort
Jumpin' chairs as I run through the airport
So I can a flight away from the drama
32 chillin' in the Bahamas

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

With this West Coast rap I can give a fuck
If you wasn't at first you can buck these nuts
Transformers get on boom
Get the picture killa Cali home of the bags nigga

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