Luyện nghe bài hát West Up!

Front back side to
We be givin it up, the day we die
Niggas hit me up, have ta erupt
So motherfucker Up!

Front back to side
We be givin it up, the day we die
Niggas hit me up, I'mma have ta
So motherfucker Up!

clear the lane, here I come, once again
With this, gangsta click, droppin this, shit
Strictly for the riders who ride us I WestSider
Rhymer for them niggas that's sittin on Dayton wires
Pump the bass, hit the
Cause Ice Cube, Mack 10, and Dub-C, back up in b-i-itch
Straight hoodsta for life, no lookin back
Ink in my flesh, tattoed on my chest
Walkin with the of death
the land of the skanless, South Central Los Angeles
Home of the and the Bloods
Where even the strongest niggas is through the mud
And visitors from outta town best to in Hollywood
You get that tourist ass ganked through my hood
West coast till the drop
I be throwin it up, so West Up!

gun ho Mack one, no please you can't fuck wit deez
Ice and Dub-Ceez is my G'z
And hip-hop, top three the new bosses
Never slippin cause we flosses, packin Rosses
Nigga, thought You How We Do It
Ain't a Damn Changed, always On Them Thangs
Forever and a day, so up, gimme room, don't neglect
Just respect and everything I can't check I
Now you can cross out the bustas and
Shit only killers hootchie and hot hydraulic switches allowed
On the turf the real hogs dwell
Sewed up the hood, the boulders on the block for sale
Inglewood City, the throne I home
Niggas be so bright, you might need locs on
To bail through, it's fin in with Mack 10
And I gotta up, nigga this West Up! for life

Front side to side
We be givin it up, the day we die
Niggas hit me up, I'mma ta erupt
So West Up!

back side to side
We be givin it up, the day we die
hit me up, I'mma have ta erupt
So motherfucker Up!

Now I got ta show you how the West coast
No razor blades, in my mouth, just a
And I'm you up, with that W-S
The sun rises in the East, but it in the West
No teeth, you gets a wreath
So hand me the goodies, stockin mask, no
day, I'm in a tre
While some of you got the robe reindeer and a sleigh
We don't call it five-oh, we it one time
It's my life my life my my life, in the sunshine!
One nine a ton
How the fuck you that the West was won?
Now shit can be squashed over a forty ounce of
No jokes, the land of locs and hundred
In the East, we can be
But when you come to L.A., watch your colors
West Up!

back side to side
We be givin it up, the day we die
Niggas hit me up, have ta erupt
So West Up!

Front side to side
We be it up, till the day we die
Niggas hit me up, I'mma have ta
So motherfucker Up!

Give it up, it up
Like the nigga Brown, me and my niggas are puttin it down
So bustas be wary see we represent the city
Where niggas caught is left with they brains drippin
City of the Angels, more like a jungle
Full of macks Cadillacs and crack
I pledge allegiance to the till I die
So let the five-twenty slide and put it down the WestSide

Front back side to
We be givin it up, the day we die
Niggas hit me up, have ta erupt
So West Up!

Front back to side
We be it up, till the day we die
Niggas hit me up, I'mma ta erupt
So West Up!

("Throwin up the W")