Luyện nghe bài hát Connect

[dj
East, west, this out
Check it, ye-yeah,
East east, west west, south..

dj hurricane]
I got that coast connect, west coast connect
Dirty south connect, so show some
When my comin through you see we comin correct
Who are you, you do, who you tryin to threat?

I'm the wrong cat to call we fall out
The police gon' have some bodies to haul out
All out in the open for the to see
Avire-x to the z-i,
V.i.p., you're small time, three on
Cause you can't ball accurately, the beast
Stomp it down, slap it with heat, behave
Shit, we blaze to a nigga act his age
I'm tryin to the phrase that pays
You kick it gays, dykes, and all type of wackness
Preach you practice
Here we seperate the real niggaz from the
A&r's, mc searchin, my cactus!
Blackness surround your and sound
As xzibit hit you and you hit the
My chips ain't never be down, watch me smoke
And flatline the first nigga to cross line

It's the gipp goodie, we kick the slang
To yo' block, or they streets, we all hang
We like to and ride, bump corners in our bumper cars
Top down, the candy paint job
Import export up and the highway
Old ladies transportin straight the skyways
In the corner in the five(? ) I got haze
Fat knot short sess the tree ton(? )
streets we run, rapper refund
You up but we want yo' flows old like girbauds
We hold, it takes to create the odes
To to the west to the south again
If war that you want just pull the pin
Rules we break 'em, we refuse to bend
If you don't build right you better take yo' ass
Cause some catch stray bullets all

[pharoahe
I got the chevy impala shit, street with
Collarless, japanese with, rottweiler mixed
Top dollar dick now, swallow my nut rap
Gun in my mouth, pop shit, sayin, "fuck that"
You have to listen, brew, trapped in a tragic
Styles, multiply japanese mathematicians
Cut cause chaos - my kill criminals
I'm the subliminal
I'm the bomb attached to the time of a ticker
Figure or
Quicker to pick a of execution, pull it
Bullet, to the head of eletrocution
The rambunctious, bump in yo' trunk
insane, hurricane with pharoahe monch, gipp
Xzibit the coast (? ? ) (? ? ) we got
New york wearin slippers and the south hoodies

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[dj
Ye-yeah, uh-huh,
Give it up, (dirty south) ye-yeah, ye-yeah
it up, uh-huh, give it up, shake it
Uh-huh, it (dirty south) uh-huh
Shake it.. uh-huh, it
C'mon, it up (dirty south)

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