Luyện nghe bài hát Bang or Ball

From I got the hook-up!

W s ya
Life of a street
We got the
Either it or take it

(chorus)

Bang or ball bang or
We don't know shit
bang or ball
Bang or bang or ball
Westside an we doin it all

gang memebers
Or should I say an crips
weed ? ? ? ?
Cus we ain't trippin off
on they feet
Now we the hated bye the haters
Studio lot fulla
Benzos an
Man the streets are
Keep heat near you
Rollin classic
bandannas on the rearview
Now when it come to
Man I'm as good as they
I got the bombay
That your body numb
Now when I I slang
An my was still wikkid
But somehow I kept up
shy of a ticket
Now I'm doin the
As a of fact I'm doin it all
Cus gang bangin mean uhh
gonna ball

Representitive the pacific
? ? ? ? ?
Them dumpin motherfuckers
Up with ws it's on tonight
Yea g love know where the at
Die hard the comrads
a hit or catch a contact
Believe the dog
When ya see the millameta heata
Shes too clean to bend the on the ? ? ? block
I bring the
Like that gap
I hit em up
Mashin an shotguns with the fat man

the tech up
Strap ya up
Connect
The insane gang
to get they crest up
Shit I the killas
Them niggas that bang
And they three wheelers
Everytime I turn the
Its like no love for the real nigga
Dyslexic rappin
Bang or be seated
We threw out the ws and we undefeated

(chorus)

Yea line em up an buck em down the tramp 8
Its for the whole
Im bout it don't you
Yea the
Englewood's most fool
I'm dumpin the crew
Dont get to fuckin with
An fool youll be layin in killa
Body of tubes
An thats a warnin before I'm swarmin
? ? ? ? always first at

Fool we to
Do
Who bang with gang
or ball
Slang or nigga
dogs we can fade em all
Busta we callin
In the of pause
You paper haters take shots
But this don't stop
You to get got
we all about them ends
Got throwin up the w from
New to new orleans

Its the b I c an k y why ask why
do or die
From the
a who ride
Gats we em
we stackin em
Hits we em
Bitches we em
On a
Hit up my gang on a
Cant no body fuck ws I'm tellin ya
Blocks get
My nine he squeezed it
Niggas talkin
Guess just repeat it

(chorus)

Yea I couse
Cook cocaine an smoke
Gang an fuck the police
My mentality
Is to lavishly
Defy
I cant see a nigga me
On 4th an 2 I'm the ya give it to
Hard core cold
Under pressure I wont
Sendin love to my
With life on hold
I my own destiny
These niggas wont get the of me
Mr. k mack an w s down in history
Aint no
No body do it for the chedda
No demos
Its all about the an the limos
An all you hoes wanna bore these

Bout to em out the pocket
Watch it, got to calmly it
Cock it, pop it, it, head exploded
And he it
The murder he it
panned out
Devoted is quoted you this
ya man out
With his out
In the converse an
v-12's an 850's
Then the 60's
Fly like a frisbee,
color lines
Since I'm down mack dime
We die

Westside for a ? ? ? or
Kill whoever down whatever
For the creamy
Lets it better
An doller
Get back to an scrap up
Some with our shirts on
An yall

(chorus) x2

An there you it westside connect gang members
Who bangin affiliets what ever you want to em
You know what I'm an all we do is bang or ball
Nigga it thats all what else is ther to do

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