Luyện nghe bài hát Westside Slaughterhouse

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

Southern Cal it never 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 out the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit don of the
All you want to dis the Pacific
But you buster never get specific

Used to her mad 'cause we fucked her
Pussy whipped bitch no common sense
Hip hop started in the
Ice Cube through the East without a vest

Now as I to my riznight and to my left
I see motherfuckers staring like wanna step
So I'm my rusty screw driver
In I got to cut ya deeper than Vanessa Del Rio's Vagina

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

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

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

Oh ah, oh ah, do a by and watch everybody die
Niggas into gangs and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and
Pull heat knock you off yo

Clear the whole block both sides of the
Even crips and bloods hear my
Fee fy foe fum a nigga where you
West

all you niggas I'm yellin'
This is mad circle to the fullest 187um
play the piano fuck a battle
I'm socking rappers mad man Santiago

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

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

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

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

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

So who wants to bust the never rust
Goin' platinum plus time I cuss
So fuck the world black
Niggas better I don't grow my jeri curl back

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

I'm game like a ref in '95
'Cause niggas be foul and 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 should I do?
Should I bang with the red or I truce with the blue?
Should I rock beats and grab the mic and stay down?
Or I shoot out of town and flip this pound?

Shit I never thought that my ah get bigger
Checkin' major I'm hangin' with platinum niggas
Mack 10 and I'm Inglewood swangin'
No time fo but still got my cackeys hangin'

Fuck one love it's the bloody glove killin' honkey
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 chillin' in the

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

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

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