Luyện nghe bài hát N.S.E.W.

North, North, South, South, East, East, West,

Shit, Got a nigga gone off a of Fayo and apple juice
Throw up a deuce, Keep my hat banged to the left and scared to act a fool
So what you gone do, you betta not unless spoken to cause I bust that shit'it
Dump that Philly, I could back dro wit a lac wit a yak, drunk off in it
the Chi like North, North, South, South
Niggas shit put that work in they mouth
In the East, East, West, West, bust back put a slug in ya chest
I'm hood, hood, gutter, gutter
Shauna got like a muh'fucka
Hood of the hustlas and
Back in the bricks wit that

Fep, in the spot, buyin yak wit my camp
All them bitches holla'n bout is (Where fuckin dollas at)
Yeeah, I got hos, I got them O's, I got Air phones for those hos
And yeeah, I got white phones, got black phones, I got crack weed in the
So get on the grind, Get on some lime,Get on mine, let ya mind take
Got dip in the ride, the tires, Whippin the fire 85 Chevy Sport
See if you got 16's, I make that pliz'ay
And I'm like a dope boy, throwin up them triz'eys

side, whole Masterfield rainbow
Flight soles, kinda where them thangs blow
Good wood, not wastin that
hos trapped, boys got rapers
My size got air rep that
We ride, sells and I bet that
Car is a gutless, is a must bitch
Let a know that his head I will bust quick
Some slum know what I'm talkin bout
Lil rob hos in the parkin lot
head while I'm bustin that two track
It was trill, hit the fence, never looked
Big thug, hit clubs in the fifth
Dollar Boy, let em know how to rip
If a broke, gotta let her slide, though
2-0 East side ho

Hell, I'm up in the club, 4 whippin up, just throwin up forks to (what, what)
Tupac, I'm a rider, hoppin out, crip disciples (Yeeah!)
Wilin on the side of the and dressed in blood colors, waitin on a sign to (Yeeah!)
Pull out the and attack on them boys that thought that
(They it couldn't happen)
They blastin and screamin, we ain't friends, ain't no need to
(Shawty!) Split the mens, for my that got killed last weekend
His brains was left while his body got cold
Now it's y'all that y'all owe
Time to even the score, closed