Luyện nghe bài hát Eazy-E

And if I hit the switch I can the ass drop

Growing up they the west had no lyricists
Can you imagine growing up this?
So I took my hip hop
Years later now the pen is Furious
from a Boy-N-The-Hood
Post G-Funk Era trying to do
about Quik, and Dub C
King Tee, Eiht, Kurupt and Free?
Master Ceremonies
And Move Crowds
See, I'm from the west and I'm so proud
where crack started and we act retarded
Niggas be scrapping in the lot at Target
It's fucked up, but it's kind of
And we be set and it ain't over money
Red and is like Muslim and Jew
And I don't think they'll stop but I'm praying that they do
In '92 we had a truce for a bit
Until they started back tripping over little
I was making sense of this crazy world
And my childhood hero had a jheri

When Eazy-E was playing on the
I exactly how my day would go
California coming in
Singing rap with all my friends
The origins of hip hop
Where you can pop lock, or you can get
Black, white, latin, asian, living in this pot
Throw up your W and it stop

My up north that hit me to the game
It's all California, but we all the same
To G's up there had a different swag
They was grinding out the trunk getting hella
man
E-40
Del and Heiro got their start up under
to my Bay Area fam
'93 Til Infinity is the jam
And over 20 year
They rocking for the stoners and the skaters
I used to watch videos by B
about hitting up the Hubble Ledge or EMB
Shout out to B and Ray Barby
there ain't no party like a Bay Party
When Mac Dre died, I was
Show some love to where the independent game
The 6-1-9, shout out to
Masters Of The Universe, it in DayGo
I came up on drive-bys and smoke
And it was crazy, but it was kinda dope

Eazy-E was playing on the radio
I knew exactly how my day go
sunshine coming in
Singing rap with all my friends
The of California hip hop
Where you can pop lock, or you can get
Black, white, latin, asian, in this melting pot
Throw up your W and it stop

It goes 6 In The Morning, police at my
Fresh Adidas squeak the bathroom floor
Ice was telling stories about an inner war
He gave the world a taste and they back for more
They said "bitch" and Tha Police
They said they'd never make a million talking about the
said they'd never play it on the radio
Now all you is gangsta rap everyday and yo
We pioneers
All of that started out right here
We make it up but we made if famous
Then we spread it worldwide, go and blame us
Growing up, culture taught us loyalty
And everyone is equal, no royalty
So there's never been a of the west coast
We got some OG's and we respect
But can get it if there's beef
And nobody's undefeated in the
I grew up on palm trees and rap
So me, but I'm thankful for that
You

Yeah, and I want to take a to give a shout out to pioneers who started this shit.
Rest in peace Mixmaster Spade, Toddy Tee, Greg Mack, K-Day, K-Ypu, Too $hort, Freddie B, Rappin Ron & Diddley Dog. The Luniz, Shock G, Saafir, Casual, Del, Hobo Junction, I know I'm missing a of people, Kidd Frost, Lighter Shade of Brown, Psycho Realm. Everybody that's a part of this great culture. Freestyle Fellowship, Cypress Hill, B-Real, Tha Dogg Pound. Did I miss anybody? I probably missed a gang of niggas man. Rest in peace to Eazy-E, Eric Wright. We out. West side.

When Eazy-E was playing on the
I knew exactly how my day go
California sunshine in
gangsta rap with all my friends
The origins of hip hop
you can pop lock, or you can get shot
Black, white, latin, asian, in this melting pot
Throw up your W and it stop