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

1]

Crip niggaz, niggaz, Essay's, Asians,
Dominicans, Puerto Ricans, Boyz, Jamaicans,
Kingz, Disciples, Vicelords, Hatians,
All these mutha fuckas patiently waiting,
Since the west coast fell off the been 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 California love fuckin bitches to Pac shit,
And westside connection been had it bitch,
I'm in the rear view my is cockin,
I'll put red dots on nigga head like rodman,
All stars, phat laces, gun charge, cases,
Faught that, not im back,
Niggas hate me been there, done that, crack,
Got jacked, got shot, came back on Dre's back, payback,
Homie i'll ur CA back,
And i dont do button up shirts or Maybacks,
All u old labels tryin to advance,
Aftermath bitch take it like a mutha man,

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

2]

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

x2]

3]

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

x2]