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

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Crip niggaz, niggaz, Essay's, Asians,
Dominicans, Ricans, White Boyz, Jamaicans,
Kingz, Disciples, Vicelords, Hatians,
All these mutha been patiently waiting,
Since the west coast fell off the steets watchin,
The west coast fell off i was asleep in Compton,
Aftermath been here the been knockin,
Nate doin his thing DPG still poppin,
I got California love fuckin to that Pac shit,
And connection been had it locked bitch,
I'm in the rear my guns is cockin,
I'll put red dots on that nigga like 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 jumped on Dre's 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 a mutha fuckin man,

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

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I'm homie, 6 Tre impala,
Gold d spinnin, hydraulics
Run up on my low-low you breathin,
Hollow tips make niggas like houdini,
bangin is real,
Homie im livin proof Snoop Dogg C-Walkin on top of da devils roof,
Rap wanna converse, about this and that,
'cause red strings in 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,
to Compton and see thriller like Mike Jackson,
I be Spike Lee, of this gun clappin,
to rappin I was drug traffic, and
In the dope spot John Madden,
Homie I braggin, I took five,
If u die run up on that black 745

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3]

New New York, big city of dreams,
I got my L.A Dodger on im doin my thing,
Got me fuckin wit G-Unit you kno the that bring,
I got in Westside Compton and Southside Queens,
And Buck told me in Cashville I'm good when I through,
So i don't gotta in my chain like DJ Poo,
I'm gangsta 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 let me in heaven all the shit I been through,
I was an OG in the before i truned 22,
Homie I'll let the .38 special rip through vest,
And I don't contemplate whether or not he left that on the dresser,
Got on my back,
Im to feel the pressure,
I'm lyrically Kool G. Rap on these Dre

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