Luyện nghe bài hát Cali Niggaz

The Game

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

The Game

Motherfucker I'm Compton, the hub city,
I brought some thugs me,
that'll set up and get rid of drugs quickly,
Cutlass Supremes, on gold D's, puff sticky,
love Tupac to death and 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, this the side,
I Heckler & Koch, pop shots, for my [Cali Niggas].
Deal niggas, then aces fucking with my [Cali Niggas].
Leave them poker faces,
red rag, pull it down so they know Jayceon,
riding Wilshire,
07 Charger, K&M Filter,
high burning it up for my [Cali Niggas].
My life real it was directed by Hype Williams,
I started off with visions of stacking to the ceiling.
The more gang banging, the 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 hands dirty,
I'm with 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, busting with my Cali Niggas,
fucking with boys up in Watts, we all [Cali Niggas].
We run deep, hit Compton and niggas,
Hurricane Game, line them up, let me niggas.
makers,
call them big guns, makers,
let the 'em introduce them to the undertaker.
trees,
big sun with the breeze,
you can call me one of the re, realest Niggas].

[Screwed]

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 the murderous blocks,
Compton, California you'd rather get caught with your gun on you,
see as hot as a sauna,
and in the winter time, don't walk out without kissing they momma,
of a [Cali Nigga].
Hip-hop trying to take the life of us 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.
never the more they say they ain't these [Cali Niggas].
When ya'll was ditching class over these man,
I was at Centennial catching over dice games.
That's one ago, 350 days,
350 ways, I switch the flow, a hot Nigga]
I am a dude to work with,
your 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 greatest [Cali

[Screwed]

Hey, Hey,
Hey, Hey,
I'm on the Wall Street like a broker,
then I'm back to the hood they pop toasters,
nigga screaming 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 arms heroin addicts,
look, a shit get drastic,
you my son, kill me, you end up a bastard. ha
I got the internet nuts,
hitting me on myspace say they want to suck him up,
you beef? 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,
When you on the drop my shit pumping,
a spot like a mailbox, it's the bills come in.
Me and Hurricane in an S5,
snatch a up, take him for a test drive,
tie the nigga up, him how the west ride,
South Central LA, I'm a Nigga]
the best was born,
make your vest is worn,
cause nigga's will split ya chest the Tec is drawn,
nigga's will split ya deck, then your card,
just try to act on the boulevard,
you it's me in the coupe when I'm speeding through,
the fiend's say I colt like a vehicle.
It's birds, a bitch, brick, and 4 Fif,
with them three, I take over the strip,
no shit,
the skinny is no bitch,
this, I'm so loyal to my [Cali Niggas]

Jay-Rock

Crusing through my hood to see good,
my block considered 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 blood brothers 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 right my seat,
chopper in the back of the trunk, who want it beef?
Seperate your soul from your flesh if you hate,
keep your to yourself, watch your soul levitate,
Central LA,
nigga the place to be,
in my house, big money is the place for me.
Blow dro, and ride G rides,
and cane slanging, the whole nine,
Chuck Taylors, red strings, and suits,
Black & Milds, blunts, and Absolut,
Killa Kali, scrapping we clap you fool,
fuck the talk, bring your gat, we're two's.
From the block to the I'm the realest,
Jay-Rock nigga and I do it for my [Cali

Topic [Screwed] {The

Who the want to snatch 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 life nigga,
I put it down I'm dropping the habit,
smoke an ounce and get up more bounce than a rabbit.
Got to have it a crack fiend,
counting big face hundreds my thumbs green.
Interested in money and power moves,
and get em wet up like a shower do,
how we do.
Street sweep you when we up on ya,
I represent that Covina, California.
Sixty-six hit more 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 they let it go,
arsenal.
I it up, I like to flame 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, I'm sick and vomit,
bow down to the realest, nigga pay homage,
in the of 600's and mostly Chronic, haha, West.
And I'ma clutching, busting the trigger,
talk that shit, fuck around and get by us [Cali Niggas]

Ay, whose back in the on white walls,
big body, the same as Lysol,
hit the block up, if an turn the lights off,
and pull up on the fake ass to turn his life off.
Block out!, out!,
busting, the bike fall,
I told em about them self-self made niggas, we ain't y'all.
We on some ish,
my will smother shit,
from my Piru niggas to them Eastside Crips.
I thug like my last, ask Jesus,
he never missed the beat of my heart, and 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 cheesey, everybody face down.
I represent the city, the of the Lakers,
Inglewood, riding we paper chasing, a Cali Nigga.