Luyện nghe bài hát Cali Niggaz

The Speaking

From
Born in Hospital nigga,
November 29,
On G shit
My moms ain't scream or
And I ain't never nigga

The [Screwed]

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

Ya Boy

Ay, Frisco,
never a 6-4,
might ghost 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 by the gram 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 Compton and niggas,
Hurricane Game, them up, let me tally niggas.
makers,
call them big guns, makers,
let the thunderquake 'em them to the undertaker.
trees,
big sun the calm breeze,
you can call me one of the re, [Cali Niggas].

K-Dot

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 a [Cali Nigga]
You see I'm the murderous blocks,
Compton, California where you'd get caught with your gun on you,
see as hot as a sauna,
and in the winter time, niggas walk out without kissing they momma,
life of a Nigga].
Hip-hop trying to take the life of us Niggas].
call them rappers, address them as Bill O'Reilly niggas,
but we gon get and we kill em, address them as some Hally niggas.
never the more say they ain't feeling these [Cali Niggas].
When ya'll was ditching over these hoes man,
I was at Centennial catching fades dice games.
one years ago, 350 days,
350 ways, I switch the flow, a hot [Cali
I am a good to work with,
destroy life or destroy these rap verses,
a bitch,
so I buy whatever she wants, and hope can be my reimburstment.
Milk the until I see a hundred cows 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 Street like a stock broker,
then I'm to the hood where they pop toasters,
Every nigga screaming war, is not soldiers,
selling crack in the hood my [Cali Niggas]
Look, I'm on everything moving,
this on my ain't a label it's a movement,
fuck with caps, it's a in the coffin,
look, I shoot arms like addicts,
look, a hater get drastic,
you my son, kill me, you end up a bastard. ha
I got the internet nuts,
bitches hitting me on myspace say they want to him up,
you want beef? the fuck is up?
If so when we meet, I got heat for [Cali Niggas].
When I spit, the realest feel something,
that's why I stay on the block, I'm hustling,
When you on the drop my shit pumping,
a spot like a mailbox, it's the bills come in.
Me and riding in an S5,
snatch a nigga up, him for a test drive,
tie the nigga up, him how the west ride,
Central LA, I'm a [Cali Nigga]
Where the was born,
make sure your is worn,
cause nigga's split ya chest when the Tec is drawn,
nigga's split ya deck, then pull your card,
try to act hard on the boulevard,
you know it's me in the coupe I'm speeding through,
the fiend's say I whip colt a vehicle.
It's birds, a bitch, brick, and 4 Fif,
with them three, I take the whole strip,
no shit,
the nigga is no bitch,
this, I'm so loyal to my [Cali Niggas]

Jay-Rock

Crusing my hood to see whats good,
my block 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 the city streets,
cannon under my seat,
chopper in the back of the trunk, who it with beef?
Seperate your soul from flesh if you ever hate,
keep your comments to yourself, your soul levitate,
Central LA,
nigga the place to be,
in my house, counting big 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,
Killa Kali, fuck scrapping we you fool,
fuck the talk, bring your gat, blasting two's.
the block to the booth I'm the realest,
Jay-Rock nigga and I do it for my [Cali

Topic [Screwed] {The

Who the fuck to snatch you from me?
and I don't bitches nigga I chase after money,
hungry,
trying to eat my belly bust,
I'm Cali raised, slang, you smelling us?
boss' life 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 a crack 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 when we up on ya,
I that West Covina, California.
Sixty-six hit more than a tootsie roll,
me a mic, a bad bitch, and I'm good to go,
flow,
game like a eskimo,
T.K.O. dawg,
I think they let it go,
arsenal.
I heat it up, I like to flame a mic, {Topic up}
I can't Game, my to tight,
I'm out of sight like Comet,
throw up my set, life, like I'm sick 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,
that shit, fuck around and get ride by us [Cali Niggas]

Ay, whose back in the 'Lac on walls,
big body, the same as Lysol,
hit the block up, if an enemy the lights off,
and pull up on the ass nigga to turn his life off.
out!, Block out!,
busting, watch the fall,
I em about them self-self made niggas, we ain't like y'all.
We on some ish,
my goons smother shit,
from my Piru niggas down to them Crips.
I thug everyday's my last, ask Jesus,
he missed the beat of my heart, and won't neither,
a leader,
in the two-seater,
slide off to the spot, get bread, and kick my up.
I'm knocking down,
when I around,
better have a nigga cheesey, face down.
I the city, the home of the Lakers,
Inglewood, authentic we paper chasing, a Cali Nigga.