Luyện nghe bài hát Potential Victims

I allegiance to the rag
Of the Westside Connection
And a W for which it stands
One neighborhood, [Incomprehensible]
Invincible with luxuries

Ice Cube, WCE and 10
The gangsta, the killa and the dealer

Got 'em, look nigga, you fit the
This is dedicated to potential
'Coz who's the fiction, ain't no
Too much bitching, get ass beat into submission

To all my white niggaz, to all my niggaz
To all my dark niggaz, I'm tryin' to spark
I want to shot niggaz, not to mark
Fuck the park niggaz, I want your heart

The 'hood most sine able, carnage and hymeneal, nigga
from making your brain sweat, nigga
And sense is the Westside nickel
proud of you bitches of the backward window, yeah

From Mo Jay, to MJ and Tyson
They fucked up Saddam like my nigga gangsta
You don't have to be a Taliban to fill the per
walk the double-u, victims of the rare black and blue

I in the door, wavin' a automatic
I'm mad as fuck, breathin' hard as a
Attitude's unpredictable, is boratic
Could snap at any time, and now, I ain't had it, bitch

no mistake about it
Your has just been threatened
Threatened, threatened,

To all my niggaz, to all my light niggaz
To all my dark niggaz, I'm to spark niggaz
I want to niggaz, not to mark niggaz
Fuck the park niggaz, I want your niggaz

Got 'em, look nigga, you fit the
This is to potential victims
who's the fiction, ain't no fiction
Too much bitching, get ass beat into submission

I the camera, fuckin' up the camera, was working the things
Like was drama, dirt up my name
Mo money, mo drama, my fuck the hype, flash the light
I'm Dub-C connected to the afterlife, on

You hard, act hard, in the backyard
Front yard, card, but the nigga run hard
I run yards, punk guards, so large
If I get caught, no charge

Here come a gangsta in cagey and creases
a pink slip nigga, you punks is leases
My wife, Bentley got peanut butter guts like
Blood niggaz is red like endangered species, fucker

In his age of terror, is the killer
One thing remains
The motherfucking Connection

You as well keep it gangsta
They've got us all surveillance

Bitch, you the side
World wide

To all my white niggaz, to all my light
To all my dark niggaz, I'm tryin' to niggaz
I to shot niggaz, not to mark niggaz
Fuck the park niggaz, I your heart niggaz

Too many
Too lost