Luyện nghe bài hát We Live This Shit

Eastside L.A., Hill all day
Spark the lah, we this shit
Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
the lah, we live this shit

We type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders that's
We Latin-thug type,
Weed smokers, money holders that's

Well, it's the cat looking for the Buddhasack
On my side is my easy, can't fuck with
Starting out venom but if you wanna though
Come in peace and you can on the Hill, bro

But if it ain't in peace, bro, it to a homicide
you in the trunk, take a ride to the Eastside
It's a suicide when fucking with the Hill
Fool, drop your weapon or I'm coming for the

from the gunshots that is sticking to ya
Standing all alone shotgun boo-ya
Watch it go ya, ya smelling like manure
Fools all bloody body in the sewer

a viewer, I'm sipping on Caluha
Sitting back chilling with my SonDuhla
Heading to the Eastside, your back busta
Ain't no hood for you, it's all about the hustlas

L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we this shit
Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
Spark the lah, we this shit

We Latin-thug type,
Weed smokers, money holders right
We type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, holders that's right

for my neighborhood banging out hits
For ever up that Cypress Hill click
To my man on the corner with the shell
Singing sad songs for the that fell

To me, it's kind of funny watching all these
turn tricks for the fame and the money
Walk a little 'cause their record went gold
Got him a new and up rid it their ho

Need this looking raw you come acting
on some brothers better twelve times platinum
'Cause I been there that, fool, check the format
Sweep you and that under the doormat

Put it to your grill like I don't give a
Sen Dog and the still fucking up the program
Yeah, y'all that big bad Cypress and Perro up in that
What the fuck you do now?

Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
Spark the lah, we live this
L.A., Cypress Hill all day
Spark the lah, we live this

We Latin-thug type,
Weed smokers, holders that's right
We type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money that's right

that funky Cypress Hill shit
Think I blast another give them something to deal
I'm the ill one, oh, the cap-peel one
You coming round the fucking son, I gotta spill one
Now I'm heading to the Eastside for revival
Living on the Eastside for survival

Gotta be nifty with the Han Solo and to show no
Wittinesses people will use it to kill your show yo
Off to the garden you go and stay there
When I'm dead I'm bringing my to play there

For all the soldiers, money folders, you're on my
You can't hold us back I'm spitting out
Crushing every opponent in
I you're wishing that I would bow to submission

Eastside L.A., Cypress all day
the lah, we live this shit
Eastside L.A., Hill all day
And spark the lah, we live this

We type, gat-blasters
Weed smokers, money holders right
We Latin-thug type,
smokers, money holders that's right