Luyện nghe bài hát Connect

[dj
East, west, check out
Check it, ye-yeah,
East east, west west, south..

[chorus: dj
I got that coast connect, west coast connect
Dirty south connect, so show respect
When my niggaz comin through you see we comin
Who are you, what you do, who you to threat?

I'm the cat to call out; we fall out
The police gon' have some dead to haul out
All out in the open for the to see
to the z-i, b-i-t
V.i.p., small time, three on three
Cause you ball accurately, tackle the beast
Stomp it down, it with heat, bitch behave
Shit, we blaze to a nigga act his age
I'm tryin to write the that pays
You kick it gays, dykes, and all type of wackness
Preach what you
we seperate the real niggaz from the actors
A&r's, mc searchin, my cactus!
surround your sight and sound
As hit you and you hit the ground
My chips ain't gon' be down, watch me smoke
And the first nigga to cross this line

It's the goodie, we kick the soul slang
To yo' block, or they streets, we all hang
We like to and ride, bump corners in our bumper cars
Top down, with the candy job
Import export up and the highway
Old ladies transportin straight the skyways
In the corner in the five(? ) I got purple
Fat knot short with the tree ton(? )
These streets we run, refund
You ridin up but we yo' flows old like girbauds
We hold, it takes to create the odes
To to the west to the south again
If it's war that you want pull the pin
we don't break 'em, we refuse to bend
If you don't build right you better yo' ass home
Cause some stray bullets all alone

[pharoahe
I got the chevy shit, street scholar with
Collarless, japanese with, rottweiler mixed
Top dollar dick now, my whole nut rap
Gun in my mouth, pop shit, sayin, "fuck that"
You have to listen, brew, trapped in a addiction
Styles, multiply like japanese
Cut cause chaos - my kicks kill
I'm the subliminal
I'm the bomb that's to the time of a ticker
or swastika
Quicker to pick a form of execution, it
Bullet, to the head of eletrocution
The rambunctious, in yo' trunk shit
Totally insane, hurricane with pharoahe monch,
Xzibit the west (? ? ) (? ? ) we got
New york wearin slippers and the south wearin

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[dj
Ye-yeah, uh-huh,
it up, uh-huh (dirty south) ye-yeah, ye-yeah
Give it up, uh-huh, give it up, it
Uh-huh, it (dirty south) uh-huh
Shake it.. uh-huh, it
C'mon, it up (dirty south)

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