Luyện nghe bài hát Westside Slaughterhouse

Microphone check 10 from the West Coast beller and
I cuss like a sella you see her she's a gonna
Moved to California the bitch up
And put the twist on her

Southern Cal it never snows
Niggas yellin' ha's and we dumpin' out of 64's
it comes to the gun play we vets
It's West Coast for life no only sets

the dog breathen out the smog
I'm a hog of this gangster shit don of the
All you suckas want to dis the
But you buster niggas get specific

Used to love her mad we fucked her
whipped bitch with no common sense
Hip hop started in the
Ice Cube bailin' through the East a vest

Now as I to my riznight and to my left
I see motherfuckers staring like wanna step
So I'm grabin' my rusty screw
In I got to cut ya deeper than Vanessa Del Rio's Vagina

Finda notha of niggas who can fuck with this
Lyrical given verbal bruises to crews fool
You must be on dope and dynamite
How you figure on before you get peed on nigga, yeah

what side is you red or the blue?
While as the L.A. zoo round two
I ignite grab the mic tight strike a rattle
Bring the rhymes and nines to the motherfuckin'

So sun to sun up run up with my gun up
All brakes get to pumpin' they know a dumpin'
You dred like a rasta when I lock a terrier
Mack 10 that nigga with the that'll berry ya

Oh ah, oh ah, do a walk by and watch die
into gangs thangs and narcotics
Freak riches and hydrolics
Pull knock you off yo feet

the whole block both sides of the street
Even and bloods hear my thuds
Fee fy foe fum a nigga you from?
side

Fuck all you I'm yellin'
This is mad circle to the fullest 187um
play the piano fuck a battle
I'm rappers like mad man Santiago

you niggas ain't impressin' me plus you singin' big red records
So nigga fuck you tellin' me
Sit down Jr. you couldn't see me if you to
Look y'all it Mack 10, Cube and the U

on the map
Niggas represent the 70's and never win gold
on the map
Niggas represent the 70's and still never win

I just had a fo' the neighborhood Inglewood stereotype
Got to deal the hype
to kick back with the fat sack fuck that
Where my gat at these nigga off my bulls hat

About to let loose with the chrome dude 5 shots
And I put holes in yo
I push a Benz you still Gs
Nigga miss me with the set trip and start slangin'

When I say itchy niggas get bitchy bitchy
'Cause heard of ah natural born murderah
I'm like Frankenstein is spankin'
Layin' in the sunshine only one nine

So who wants to with the never rust
Goin' platinum plus time I cuss
So fuck the world black
Niggas better hope I don't grow my jeri curl

Steper stepin' out a Chevrolet
Sportin' a beenie Marvin Gaye
Stalkin' walkin' in my big chuck's
Standin' tall in your freestyle session holdin' my

I'm peepin' game a ref in '95
'Cause niggas be foul and other niggas styles
But if bittin' this you better bring the dentist
'Cause sucking these balls ah yo ass lock jaws fool

Which way shall I go what should I do?
Should I bang with the red or should I truce the blue?
Should I rock beats and grab the mic and stay down?
Or should I shoot out of town and this pound?

Shit I never thought that my nuts ah get
Checkin' major I'm hangin' with platinum niggas
It's 10 and I'm Inglewood swangin'
No time fo but still got my cackeys hangin'

Fuck one love it's the bloody glove killin' honkey
Leaving stains on Broncos
In a Hertz I drive on the 405
Is he dead or

Motherfuck court took another
Jumpin' over chairs as I run through the
So I can a flight away from the drama
Number 32 chillin' in the

Sucky ducky quack niggas ain't knowin' how to act
Sucka play the back
use to dis but now it's turning around and like Brandy
Motherfuckers be down

With this West rap game I can give a fuck
If you wasn't down at first you can these nuts
get stole on boom
Get the killa Cali home of the body bags nigga

on the map
Niggas the 70's and still never win gold
on the map
Niggas represent the 70's and still win gold