Luyện nghe bài hát Cali Chronic

it up

[huddy
Yo, when I roll you know the be out
So you cowards got no but to rat me out
I call in from the pen to try to see what that be
I catch a fool slip and yo, his ass is out

[blinky
Hud, on the low, pop two cops
Thug, all odds, like tupac
I'm caked up, dog-tired jacob
Platinum, for it then wake up

For top dollar yo, I my trigger
And lord knows, I'll this nigga
'cause I'm down for
Matter of fact, I'm for the cheddar
Try to clown and get yo' ass layed down

Niggas hate to see a g up
Young that run up get gun up
the real, seen the nigga pass the steel
Even and yo' ass get killed, all out

1 - this is for the
Six-fo' riders, all them are lowriders
All smokers, olde e sippers
All homies, and o.g. nigga's
it up

This is for the
riders, all them ones are lowriders
Whether blued out or out
Mask on, ridin' with big things out
Yay a

Light up the izzy-izzy ba-ba, ask yourself, why
Touch the untouchable brotha that's in of you
Harlem usa be the place that I from
Twenty-ninth and lenox be that I get the guns from
Vacant be the route that we used to run from
Thirty-second precinct until jackie the dum-dum
It's hot now, now, all out gotta eat
Close shop down, send them across the street
My force overheat the cause is cheap
Reminiscin' all my homies I lost on the streets
Dos bruce, lb and even d
Pour some out and throw it up for a g
Nrb, be the click they to be
So if worse to worse, do the same for me

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Now, we drink colt '45, tote
Smoke 'til we high, loc we die
Got locked up in
Somebody said, 'foo, what you in !'
Jail mental', wendel
Did 15, and got 10 more
Oh, he was silent than
In '83 was the first hydraulics
Caught his first bid dealin' narcotics
And had daytons and always 'em polished
You taught me khakis and converse
And if a try to move then you ball first, feel me?
But now I'm stackin' my
in the trick, come out a day early is a slap on the wrist
But one time never on it
I went harlem to la fool, so speak on it

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