Luyện nghe bài hát Cali Niggaz

The Game

From
in Seminole Hospital nigga,
November 29,
On some G
My moms ain't or nothing
And I ain't cried nigga

The Game

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

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 with the grams early,
life by the gram heard me.
a bird,
the curb.
And if I get caught put me in a cell with my Niggas].
On the block, busting with my Cali Niggas,
with them boys up in Watts, we all [Cali Niggas].
We run deep, hit Compton and niggas,
Hurricane Game, line 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, realest Niggas].

K-Dot

Yes, Cali,
home of the 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 from the blocks,
Compton, California where you'd rather get with your gun on you,
see as hot as a sauna,
and in the winter time, niggas walk out without kissing they momma,
of a [Cali Nigga].
Hip-hop to take the life of us [Cali Niggas].
Don't call them rappers, 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 they ain't feeling these Niggas].
When ya'll was ditching class over these man,
I was at Centennial catching fades dice games.
one years ago, 350 days,
350 ways, I the flow, a hot [Cali Nigga]
I am a good to work with,
destroy your life or these rap verses,
a bitch,
so I buy she wants, and hope heaven can be my reimburstment.
Milk the game until I see a hundred cows roaming earth surface,
at I was parched, but now I'm the thristiest,
dehydrated,
hungry, frustrated,
one of the greatest [Cali

[Screwed]

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

Jay-Rock

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

Topic [Screwed] Game}

Who the fuck to snatch you from me?
and I don't chase 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 like I'm the habit,
smoke an ounce and get up with bounce than a rabbit.
Got to it like a crack fiend,
counting big face hundreds my thumbs green.
in major money and power moves,
interfere and get em wet up like a do,
how we do.
Street you when we ride up on ya,
I represent West Covina, California.
Sixty-six hit more than a tootsie roll,
give me a mic, a bad bitch, and I'm to go,
flow,
game like a eskimo,
T.K.O. dawg,
I think better let it go,
arsenal.
I heat it up, I like to a mic, {Topic loosen up}
I can't Game, my to tight,
I'm out of sight like Comet,
throw up my set, boss' life, like I'm and vomit,
bow down to the realest, pay your homage,
in the city of 600's and Chronic, haha, West.
And I'ma stay clutching, the trigger,
talk that shit, fuck around and get by us [Cali Niggas]

Ay, back in the 'Lac on white walls,
big body, the color as Lysol,
hit the block up, if an turn the lights off,
and pull up on the fake ass nigga to his life off.
out!, Block out!,
busting, the bike fall,
I told em about them self-self made niggas, we like y'all.
We on some ish,
my goons smother shit,
from my Piru niggas to them Eastside Crips.
I thug like my last, ask Jesus,
he never missed the of my heart, and won't neither,
a leader,
in the two-seater,
off to the spot, get bread, and kick my feet up.
I'm knocking down,
I come around,
better have a nigga cheesey, face down.
I represent the city, the of the Lakers,
Inglewood, riding authentic we chasing, a Cali Nigga.