Luyện nghe bài hát Fuck Westside Connection

Gimmie that beat, bitch! (vocal "We Are At War")
Ding Muthafucka
round two
I got my lunch and my dinner,
You think we gon bow to some punk ass niggaz
We from the side, boy

Chorus: [Shag]
[Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]
Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10
Doughboy [Killa], Wack 10
[Killa], Wack 10 [Killa]

In about four seconds west side niggaz
Is gonna put the in the ass of Doughboy and Wack 10
I suggest you tuned muthafuckas

[B-Real's
It two of you faggets to get with one of me
Now I'm running up in you
"No Vaseline"
You could be the big
your drama
Fuck your
I'll the pack of piranhas
You tried to a ditty, ho
But you the one who got the alternative up in your video
You get
You can take your fingers and stick it in Mack 10's ass and lick it
my fucken side ass
is a of the past
If I got no nuts because i wazn't made up 4 da ladies
i'm the King of
King of
of thieves
Now i'ma get of my fuckin' knees (Shag: Bow Down)
Start to

You try to remake NWA Dre and Ren
Dub's
But you're fuckin' up with 10
Silly little
I'm tearing'
Can you see my machine gun turrets?
Open and aimed at your fat little
How can I
I'll twist your cap and your name
it
My name should be 11
I'm a higher MC
no question
Anytime you run up
You get with
You get
"Check Yo' self" (bitch it)
Ice Cube, you tell'em (tell 'em mutha-fucka)
Muggs made the best on your third album (biatch!)

Talkin']
You and 10
Can't deal with
Cypress Hill to the muthafuckin'
y'all
So wanna do?
Bring it on,
is Shag from the Neighborhood Family

[Shag's
i'ma
suckin' ma dick
But what you know about some gangsta shit (B-Real: Nothin)
take it to the streets
And fight real g's
you niggaz wanna do?
You can't fuck these
never had a strap
Now you wanna rap
can't to your hood
'Cause you're scared to get
peace, this is war
Everybody on the
When I see fat ass
I'm one to your jaw
me
Fuck ma
Fuck ma clique
yet, fuck every nigga that i'm down wit'

Can't stand bitch made niggaz lik der r on da
Ice Cube, an actor
Not a killa
neighborhood you from?
What you ever done?
the shit goes down
You the one to run
you talk
Got a mouth full of
Only you done
Is going to church wit'cha

[B-Real's
You got the
Swingi' of my
Killa
Break niga, huh!
Dick-a
You a killa
You a

Bitch made
I never maself "Can't trust 'em"--
ladies you can't figure out where you're from
Are you from South Central, the or Compton?
Mack 10, the only you hoggin' on
Is Ice nuts
Now all in your guts
You like him
But you got no
If he's the
You be the queen of the Hill
But I shank the Cube's fine
"A Bitch Iz A Bitch"
And a bitch don't get no
No
side Connections means
i'm stickin' ma in ma momma's mouth (Aahhh!)
All of your are down wit' my clique
Why you always gotta be bitin' my
And you don't know one bitch on my
But yours is best get a test for your kid
Only bangin' you was with toy figures
Your mama let you hang
With g niggaz
Bring your on
You scrap
So get it on (bullets for some chingazos, ese!)
me
I give myself a
I
i'll that i'm getting' fucked
And i'll run to some niggaz
some pretty trick
look sweet (Mmmm!)
dwm should make me one of dem real niggaz
I'm no fictional movie land bullshit
Actor, studio
You should win an
For most wax banger
Fuck what you through
What going through
Side family, nigga
What you do?

westside!
That's nigga!
East muthafuckin'
we die, nigga!
Fuck all you ass niggaz!

Any other ass nigga
Who wanna take beat
We hit up like that
We bicoastal,
Hill family
Niggaz better
We here to
Nigga, whoo
how we hoo ride nigga
No love for none of ya'll ass niggaz
west nigga, east coast
We don't a fuck
Talk get shot, nigga
how we feel, nigga
get killed,
Caps get peeled fuckin' Cypress Hill
Yeah, I thought you nigga
I represent
How does that nigga
They're gonna fuck all biggaz
(: "You got knocked the out man...)