Luyện nghe bài hát Westside Slaughterhouse

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

Sunny Cal it never snows
Niggas yellin' and ho's we dumpin' out of 64's
When it comes to the gun we vets
It's Coast for life no crew only sets

It's the dog out the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster don of the click
All you suckas to dis the Pacific
But you buster niggas never get

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

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

Finda notha of niggas who can fuck with this
Lyrical bully given verbal bruises to crews
You be on dick dope and dynamite
How you figure 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 ignite grab the mic tight strike like a
Bring the and nines 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 when 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 thangs and narcotics
Freak bitches riches and
Pull heat knock you off yo

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

Fuck all you niggas I'm
This is mad circle to the everybody 187um
Toons play the fuck a battle
I'm rappers like mad man Santiago

'Cause you ain't impressin' me plus you singin' big red records
So nigga fuck what you me
Sit Jr. you couldn't see me if you wanted to
Look y'all it Mack 10, Cube and the U

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

I just had a scrap fo' the Inglewood stereotype
Got to deal with the
Known to kick back with the fat fuck that
Where my gat at 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 you still rollin' Gs
Nigga miss me with the set trip and start 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 the never rust
Goin' platinum every time I cuss
So the whole world black
Niggas hope I don't grow my jeri curl back

Steper murderah stepin' out a
Sportin' a beenie Marvin Gaye
Stalkin' walkin' in my big chuck's
Standin' tall in your session holdin' my balls

I'm game like a ref in '95
'Cause niggas be foul and bittin' other niggas
But if bittin' this you better bring the dentist
sucking these balls ah give 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 and grab the mic and stay down?
Or should I shoot out of town and flip pound?

I never thought that my nuts ah get bigger
Checkin' figures I'm hangin' with platinum niggas
It's Mack 10 and I'm Inglewood
No time fo but still got my cackeys hangin'

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

Motherfuck court took snort
over chairs as I run through the airport
So I can catch a away from the drama
32 chillin' in the Bahamas

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

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

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