Luyện nghe bài hát Wild 'n Tha West

I thank, so if I don't considered slippin
Then I gots to get you even if we trippin
Fuck that nigga who Wadda try to certify
Got for Chico anybody else we do not vibe
I think niggas try to flip the old school shit too
I think I put like Mcnabb with a nice touch
I think with no flavor should stop rappin
I think some is cool if fools aint yappin
Man that's it about it, I wanna hear shit about it
Plus I think when this shit niggas gon' get about it
Hip Hop is too
And I'm on in the tip of the stage slappin in the front row tight
Hittin blunt tight, y'all swing 'em left to right
If ya it
Don't even about this verse, just say I'm killin it
Whatchou think about that? It's a thought, thought
I think flava to this whole shit is we brought

See been thinkin all these bitch niggas need to quit it
And quick to on it niggas aint never get it
Rhyme Chico the Chipper put it in order
What the fuck they run? Nuttin but they bath
Last quarter, less than ten
Standin at the line you feel this shit and bricks
like a busta
Cus you sour like lemon custard, trust ya
Nigga been rushed off the stage
Feelin then bust a gauge
Cut like spades, blowin back out like grenades
Ya patna's over there
Now you in church, four days later reading
Test me, lets see am I hard like I to be
Stomach scarred from the activity
Just a memory he did and I get caught
Let it be known fuck em my thought

The average man fragile, handle care
On the me, I'm a golden state bear
a flare in the air
Two shot the glocks
Style I got, karate chop a concrete block
Chop the tree in the amount for the
Doja, what niggas smoke out of where I come
Hit hard blinds eye blitz, you Bret
RIP Derrick Thomas to work hard
And hold it like a big hog
Cool run with big dogs
fall victims to the White man's laws
Aint nuttin new the sun
But you heard Defari's version of how the West was won
Two smoking instead of guns
My way a ton
They all advice, you I got some
So many rap critics think they can it
Don't touch a mic if you tight and that's on Likwit

I feel hookin up the ill state in killa Cali
I'm to make these muthafuckas feel a valley
Kurupt and Defari live
Without a deal, you should see the type of car I
mista Chico the Chipper and Juice on the Glove beat
See this where the hip hoppers and the thugs
For you to a dope 16 joints
I'd have to lower my IQ a 15 points
I'm a Prozac gangsta, I sold thanks ta
My I'm able to control whack prankstas
Exquisite, I freestyle I love it and I it
Ask my niggas and J-Ro, can I Xzibit?
I died on the bumpy plane ride
So now Chronic well it got my brains fried
And if you muthafuckas want beef, let my crew know
I draw four on ya a nigga playin Uno

Posted up with the big Chi (What up Chico?)
Big bolla, exquisite, heat seek, niggas physics
I'm Cold Iron Stone, and scone, the Magma Emcee
Stone Gotti
Me and big Chico from the hood go back in sugar Shawn Stacey's
'Llacs and cocker
Golf and thunder domes
Ave. and Horseman and thunder rolls
Ya a gimic (gimic) I shift and spit poetical epidemics
Missin disorder, poetically sniping in alphabetical
slaughter, bomb by the quarters
Shell (yeah nigga)
Blair witch senda
I'm Alexander the 38
Milan
Projectile,
Airborne swoopin the crowd
Kurupt

It's wild 'n tha west, 'n tha west
Teflon through your vest with your chest
If you go down bang on the west
We could spit round see it's wild 'n tha
It's wild 'n tha west, wild 'n tha
Teflon blast through your vest with chest
If you go down hard on the west
We spit round see it's wild 'n tha west
wild 'n tha west, wild 'n tha west
Teflon blast through your with your chest
If you go down hard on the west
We spit round see it's wild 'n tha west
It's wild 'n tha west, 'n tha west
Teflon blast through your with your chest
If you go down bang on the west
We could spit round see it's 'n tha west

Uhh
That's that parralel shit there
Nigga, all you fuckas
Thought was playin
Nigga, we aint