Luyện nghe bài hát Westside Story Featsnoop Dogg (prodby Dr.dre)

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Crip niggaz, niggaz, Essay's, Asians,
Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, Boyz, Jamaicans,
Kingz, Disciples, Vicelords, Hatians,
All these mutha fuckas been waiting,
Since the west coast fell off the steets watchin,
The coast neva fell off i was asleep in Compton,
Aftermath been here the been knockin,
Nate Dogg doin his DPG still poppin,
I got love fuckin bitches to that Pac shit,
And westside connection had it locked bitch,
I'm in the rear my guns is cockin,
I'll put red dots on that nigga head rodman,
All stars, phat laces, gun charge, cases,
that, not guilty im back,
Niggas me been there, done that, sold crack,
Got jacked, got shot, came back jumped on back, payback,
i'll bring ur CA back,
And i dont do up shirts or drive Maybacks,
All u old record labels to advance,
Aftermath bitch take it like a mutha man,

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If you take a in my eyes,
You see be a gangsta till I die,
That chronic got me so high,
Game tell where your from,
westside!

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I'm homie, 6 Tre impala,
d spinnin, chrome hydraulics
Run up on my you stop breathin,
Hollow tips make niggas like houdini,
Gang is real,
Homie im livin proof Snoop Dogg C-Walkin on top of da devils roof,
Rap critics wanna converse, about and that,
red strings in this converse and this a Dre track,
Keep jabberin i'll pull a .38 magnum,
And get the and clackin,
You'll homies will kno what happened,
Come to Compton and see thriller Mike Jackson,
I be Spike Lee, of this gun clappin,
Prior to rappin I was traffic, and
In the dope spot John Madden,
I aint braggin, I took five,
If u die run up on that black 745

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3]

New York New York, big of dreams,
I got my L.A Dodger on im doin my thing,
Got me fuckin wit you kno the drama that bring,
I got niggas in Westside Compton and Queens,
And Buck told me in Cashville I'm good I come through,
So i don't tuck in my chain like DJ Poo,
I'm more like Deebo when he was Zeus,
Play bishop I paint picture now who got the juice,
You is nuts so, i take off ur roof,
Leave your ass steched out like a Coupe,
God gotta let me in all the shit I been through,
I was an OG in the hood before i 22,
Homie I'll let the .38 rip through that vest,
And I contemplate whether or not he left that shit on the dresser,
Got on my back,
Im startin to the pressure,
I'm Kool G. Rap on these Dre Records

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