Luyện nghe bài hát Cali Niggaz

The Speaking

From
Born in Hospital nigga,
29, 1979
On some G
My moms ain't scream or
And I never cried nigga

The [Screwed]

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

Ya Boy

Ay, Frisco,
rode a 6-4,
they might ghost ride, 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 the grams early,
Puffing by the gram heard me.
a bird,
the curb.
And if I get put me in a cell with my [Cali Niggas].
On the block, shots with my Cali Niggas,
fucking with them boys up in Watts, we all Niggas].
We run deep, hit Compton and niggas,
Game, line them up, let me tally niggas.
makers,
call them big guns, makers,
let the thunderquake 'em introduce 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, through morning, see thats 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 don't walk out without kissing momma,
life of a Nigga].
Hip-hop trying to the life of us [Cali Niggas].
Don't them rappers, address them as Bill O'Reilly niggas,
but we gon get them and we kill em, address them as some niggas.
the more they say they ain't feeling these [Cali Niggas].
When ya'll was ditching class these hoes man,
I was at Centennial catching fades over games.
That's one ago, 350 days,
350 ways, I the flow, a hot [Cali Nigga]
I am a good to work with,
destroy life or destroy these rap verses,
a bitch,
so I buy whatever she wants, and 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 a stock broker,
then I'm back to the hood where pop toasters,
Every nigga war, they is not soldiers,
selling crack in the hood with my [Cali
Look, I'm shitting on moving,
this on my ain't a label it's a movement,
fuck caps, it's a nail in the coffin,
look, I arms like heroin addicts,
look, a hater get drastic,
you my son, kill me, you end up a bastard. ha
I got the going nuts,
bitches hitting me on 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,
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 riding in an S5,
snatch a up, take him for a test drive,
tie the nigga up, show him how the ride,
South LA, I'm a [Cali Nigga]
Where the was born,
sure your vest is worn,
cause nigga's will split ya chest the Tec is drawn,
nigga's split ya deck, then 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 whip like a vehicle.
three birds, a bitch, brick, and 4 Fif,
with them three, I take the whole strip,
no shit,
the nigga is no bitch,
know this, I'm so loyal to my Niggas]

[Screwed]

Crusing my hood to see whats good,
my block considered Death Row but we ain't signed to Shug,
California, I got my in it,
disrespect, get ya shot, I'm bartending.
Me and Game we blood brothers with pops,
he the of Compton, I'm from 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,
through the city streets,
cannon under my seat,
chopper in the back of the trunk, who want it with
Seperate your soul your flesh if you ever hate,
keep comments to yourself, watch your soul levitate,
Central LA,
nigga it's the to be,
in my house, counting big money is the for me.
Blow dro, and ride G rides,
gangbanging and slanging, the whole nine,
Chuck Taylors, red strings, and suits,
& Milds, Chronic blunts, and Absolut,
Killa Kali, fuck scrapping we you fool,
fuck the talk, bring your gat, blasting two's.
From the block to the I'm the realest,
nigga and I do it for my [Cali Niggas]

Topic [Screwed] Game}

Who the fuck want to snatch you me?
and I don't chase nigga I chase after money,
hungry,
trying to eat till my bust,
I'm Cali raised, ghetto slang, you us?
It's life nigga,
I put it like I'm dropping the habit,
smoke an and get up with more bounce than a rabbit.
Got to it like a crack fiend,
counting big hundreds till my thumbs green.
Interested in major and power moves,
and get em wet up like a shower do,
how we do.
Street sweep you we ride up on ya,
I represent that Covina, California.
Sixty-six hit more licks 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 they let it go,
arsenal.
I heat it up, I to flame a mic, {Topic loosen up}
I can't Game, my to tight,
I'm out of sight Haley's Comet,
throw up my set, boss' life, like I'm and vomit,
bow down to the realest, nigga pay homage,
in the of 600's and mostly Chronic, haha, West.
And I'ma stay clutching, the trigger,
talk that shit, around and get ride by us [Cali Niggas]

Ay, whose back in the 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 turn his off.
Block out!, out!,
busting, the bike fall,
I told em about them made niggas, we ain't like y'all.
We on some ish,
my goons will shit,
from my niggas down to them Eastside Crips.
I thug like 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 kick my up.
I'm doors down,
I come around,
better have a nigga cheesey, everybody down.
I represent the city, the of the Lakers,
Inglewood, authentic we paper chasing, a Cali Nigga.