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

1]

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

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

2]

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

x2]

3]

New York New York, big of dreams,
I got my L.A fitted on im doin my thing,
Got me fuckin wit you kno the drama that bring,
I got niggas in Westside Compton and Queens,
And told me in Cashville I'm good when I come through,
So i gotta tuck in my chain like DJ Poo,
I'm gangsta more like Deebo he was Zeus,
Play I paint that picture now who got the juice,
You niggas is nuts so, i off ur roof,
Leave 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 i truned 22,
Homie let the .38 special rip through that vest,
And I don't contemplate or not he left that shit on the dresser,
Got on my back,
Im to feel the pressure,
I'm Kool G. Rap on these Dre Records

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