Luyện nghe bài hát Westside Driveby

[E A Ski
Yay, Yay
Kay Slay, Its the big homie E A Ski
Ya know, And I brought some West Coast riders me
That'll ride on ya ass
You got a problem with Kay, You got a with us nigga
Ya know, Got MC Ren and the West Kam
Hey yo Ren it

[MC
Nigga who tryin to with the Ville'
Grab my dick, Fuck trick and slay my scrill
Slap the taste outta ya grill
When I'm fuckin' Kam and Ski nigga shit is fa real
Straight blastin' fools with these West shots
Compton and Watts, My Bay got glocks
Niggaz runnin' an yellin' an an shit an cussin'
Ren a blunt while Ski and Kam was bustin'
Now you bitch ass ain't sayin nothin'
When we pull to the curb, stop gruntin'
This West shit, Cant be fucked with
Or duplicated, You can hate it
Mothafuckin is back with Ski
While he with his back to me
West drive-by, it happens like everyday
Bitch ass gettin' chased away
It go

MC Ren]
Woop,
them fuckin' police
Woop,
Them bitches for me
You know the West ride
Nigga up
Bitches run from the
When we by

Woop,
Thats fuckin' police
Woop,
Them comin' for me
You know the West gone
hit'em up
Bitches run from the
When we by

[E A
been known for the AK, Glocks, and Tech's
Hit ya block up, Leave a soakin' wet
So I'd watch niggaz scatter roaches with the lights on
You on the block, But you won't make it back
You better hope this bullet got God in it, (Pray)
And I miss, When I got my eye on it
And I'm shootin' to blow the and the spine out
all real, I would hate for you to find out
Who the fuck makes it
Uhh, Its West Side nigga, This drive-by is whats
And the corners is gettin' off
The funeral homes is gettin' off the costs
Dogg, Lay you down
Empty out the clips 'til you the (Click) sound
Uh-huh, You better who the fuck you dealin' with, (Who's that)
It's Mr. Ski, The West Coast

Niggaz hate me for the I'm foldin'
The I'm holdin'
The dank I'm
They just hate to see a gangsta
I gutter ball like I'm bowling, Collectin' my
Tryin' to throw at all these redneck white pins
In the Beamer or the Benz, or the truck
'Til my people delevered, Man I don't give a
Stay pushin' the with mine
Treat peeps I'm good
Anti-Hollywood and I keep my shit
A thug, Ya gotta admit it
I bail into a club shoes, jeans, white tee and a fitted
Tryin' to get it crackin', Wassup, I'm
You to go or what, I mean, You playin'
Dyke actin' like niggas, Niggaz actin' like bitches
So I just back and keep stackin' my riches
Focus on my chips and niggaz real talk
So Bloods can skip to it and the Crips can walk

[MC
It go
Woop,
Thats them fuckin'
Woop,
bitches comin' for me
You know the West gone
hit'em up
Bitches run from the
we pass by
Nigga, When we by
Nigga, When we by
You run from the drive-by
Drive-by, Bitches run the drive-by