Luyện nghe bài hát Cali Niggaz

The Speaking

From
Born in Seminole nigga,
November 29,
On some G
My moms ain't or nothing
And I ain't never cried

The [Screwed]

Motherfucker I'm Compton, the hub city,
I brought some thugs me,
set up shop and get rid of drugs quickly,
drive Cutlass Supremes, on gold D's, sticky,
Tupac to death and still bump Biggie.
Welcome to the side,
where Tec's fly,
dope drive them S5's,
come and get the best high,
who the fuck the west died,
you dead, this the side,
I will Heckler & Koch, pop shots, for my Niggas].
niggas, then smoking aces fucking with my [Cali Niggas].
Leave them poker faces,
red rag, pull it down so they it's Jayceon,
riding Wilshire,
07 Charger, K&M Filter,
high burning it up for my [Cali Niggas].
My real like it was directed by Hype Williams,
I started off with visions of Benjamins to the ceiling.
The more banging, the more killing,
the drug dealing,
the cap peeling.
We all Niggaz]

Ya Boy

Ay, Frisco,
rode a 6-4,
they might ride, ghost ride,
but Ya Boy is low pro.
on the low though,
Black Tims, polo,
peekhole,
long 4-4.
Ya never got your dirty,
I'm outside with the early,
Puffing life by the heard me.
a bird,
the curb.
And if I get caught put me in a with my [Cali Niggas].
On the block, busting shots my Cali Niggas,
fucking with them up in Watts, we all [Cali Niggas].
We run deep, hit and rally niggas,
Game, line them up, let me tally niggas.
makers,
call them big guns, makers,
let the 'em introduce them to the undertaker.
trees,
big sun the calm breeze,
you can call me one of the re, [Cali Niggas].

[Screwed]

Yes, Cali,
of the Chuck Taylors, not Bally's,
far Vegas, but Sin City,
Abso, put me on it, in the air,
the vapors,
house parties, hungover through morning, see thats a [Cali
You see I'm from the blocks,
Compton, California where you'd rather get caught your gun on you,
see as hot as a sauna,
and in the winter time, don't walk out without kissing they momma,
life of a Nigga].
Hip-hop trying to the life of us [Cali Niggas].
call them rappers, address them as Bill O'Reilly niggas,
but we gon get them and we kill em, address as some Hally niggas.
never the more they say ain't feeling these [Cali Niggas].
When ya'll was ditching class over these man,
I was at Centennial catching over dice games.
one years ago, 350 days,
350 ways, I switch the flow, a hot [Cali
I am a dude to work with,
destroy your life or destroy rap verses,
a bitch,
so I buy she wants, and hope heaven can be my reimburstment.
Milk the game until I see a hundred roaming this earth surface,
at I was parched, but now I'm the thristiest,
dehydrated,
hungry, frustrated,
one of the [Cali Niggas]

[Screwed]

Hey, Hey,
Hey, Hey,
I'm on the Wall Street like a broker,
I'm back to the hood where they pop toasters,
Every nigga war, they is not soldiers,
selling crack in the with my [Cali Niggas]
Look, I'm on everything moving,
this on my ain't a label it's a movement,
fuck with caps, a nail in the coffin,
look, I shoot like heroin addicts,
look, a hater get drastic,
you my son, they me, you end up a bastard. ha
I got the going nuts,
hitting me on myspace say they want to suck him up,
you want What the fuck is up?
If so when we meet, I got heat for [Cali Niggas].
I spit, the realest will feel something,
that's why I on the block, I'm still hustling,
you shit on the drop my shit pumping,
a spot a mailbox, it's where the bills come in.
Me and Hurricane in an S5,
snatch a nigga up, take him for a drive,
tie the up, show him how the west ride,
South LA, I'm a [Cali Nigga]
Where the was born,
make sure vest is worn,
cause will split ya chest when the Tec is drawn,
nigga's will split ya deck, pull your card,
try to act hard on the boulevard,
you know me in the coupe when I'm speeding through,
the fiend's say I whip colt a vehicle.
It's birds, a bitch, brick, and 4 Fif,
them three, I take over the whole strip,
no shit,
the skinny is no bitch,
this, I'm so loyal to my [Cali Niggas]

Jay-Rock

Crusing through my to see whats good,
my considered Death Row but we ain't never signed to Shug,
California, I got my in it,
disrespect, get ya shot, I'm bartending.
Me and Game we brothers with different pops,
he the seed of Compton, I'm Harlem, Watts.
a dub,
a snub,
busting at any who be fucking with us.
is Watts, California, gutterville, U.S.A.,
gangbang capital, crackhouses, tape,
riding through the streets,
cannon under my seat,
chopper in the back of the trunk, who want it beef?
Seperate soul from your flesh if you ever hate,
your comments to yourself, watch your soul levitate,
South LA,
nigga it's the to be,
in my house, big money is the place for me.
good dro, and ride G rides,
gangbanging and cane slanging, the nine,
Taylors, red strings, and khaki suits,
Black & Milds, blunts, and Absolut,
Kali, fuck scrapping we clap you fool,
fuck the talk, bring gat, we're blasting two's.
the block to the booth I'm the realest,
Jay-Rock and I do it for my [Cali Niggas]

Topic [Screwed] {The

Who the fuck want to you from me?
and I don't bitches nigga I chase after money,
hungry,
trying to eat till my bust,
I'm raised, ghetto slang, you smelling us?
It's boss' nigga,
I put it down I'm dropping the habit,
an ounce and get up with more bounce than a rabbit.
Got to have it like a fiend,
counting big face till my thumbs green.
Interested in major and power moves,
interfere and get em wet up a shower do,
how we do.
Street sweep you we ride up on ya,
I represent West Covina, California.
Sixty-six hit licks than a tootsie roll,
me a mic, a bad bitch, and I'm good to go,
flow,
game cold a eskimo,
T.K.O. dawg,
I think better let it go,
arsenal.
I heat it up, I like to flame a mic, loosen up}
I Game, my game to tight,
I'm out of sight Haley's Comet,
throw up my set, boss' life, like I'm and vomit,
bow to the realest, nigga pay your homage,
in the of 600's and mostly Chronic, haha, West.
And I'ma stay clutching, the trigger,
talk that shit, fuck and get ride by us [Cali Niggas]

Ay, whose back in the 'Lac on walls,
big body, the color as Lysol,
hit the block up, if an enemy turn the off,
and pull up on the ass nigga to turn his life off.
Block out!, out!,
busting, the bike fall,
I told em about self-self made niggas, we ain't like y'all.
We on other ish,
my goons will shit,
my Piru niggas down to them Eastside Crips.
I thug everyday's my last, ask Jesus,
he never the beat of my heart, and won't neither,
a leader,
in the two-seater,
slide off to the spot, get bread, and my feet up.
I'm doors down,
when I around,
better a nigga cheesey, everybody face down.
I represent the city, the of the Lakers,
Inglewood, riding authentic we paper chasing, a Nigga.