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 fuckas been patiently waiting,
Since the west fell off the steets been watchin,
The west coast neva fell off i was in Compton,
Aftermath been the beats been knockin,
Nate Dogg doin his thing DPG poppin,
I got love fuckin bitches to that Pac shit,
And westside connection had it locked bitch,
I'm in the view 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 hate me been there, done that, crack,
Got jacked, got shot, came back jumped on back, payback,
Homie bring ur CA back,
And i dont do up shirts or drive 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,
tell them 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,
tips make niggas dissappear like houdini,
Gang is real,
Homie im livin proof like 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 jibberin i'll pull a .38 magnum,
And get the and clackin,
You'll homies will wanna kno happened,
Come to Compton and see thriller like Jackson,
I might be Lee, of this gun clappin,
Prior to I was drug traffic, and
In the dope spot playin Madden,
Homie I braggin, I took five,
If u wanna die run up on that 745

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3]

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

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