Luyện nghe bài hát Cali Niggaz

The Speaking

From
Born in Hospital nigga,
29, 1979
On some G
My moms scream or nothing
And I ain't never 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,
drive Cutlass Supremes, on D's, puff sticky,
love Tupac to and still bump Biggie.
to the west side,
where them fly,
dope boys drive S5's,
come smoke and get the high,
who the fuck the west died,
you dead, this the side,
I Heckler & Koch, pop shots, for my [Cali Niggas].
Deal niggas, then smoking aces fucking my [Cali Niggas].
Leave with poker faces,
red rag, pull it so they know it's Jayceon,
down Wilshire,
07 Charger, K&M Filter,
high speed it up for my [Cali Niggas].
My life real like it was by Hype 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,
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 with the early,
Puffing 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,
fucking with them boys up in Watts, we all Niggas].
We run deep, hit and rally niggas,
Hurricane Game, them up, let me tally niggas.
makers,
call big guns, rumble makers,
let the thunderquake 'em them to the undertaker.
trees,
big sun the calm breeze,
you can me one of the re, realest [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 Nigga]
You see I'm the murderous 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 kissing they momma,
of a [Cali Nigga].
Hip-hop to take the life of us [Cali Niggas].
Don't call rappers, address them as Bill O'Reilly niggas,
but we gon get and we kill em, address them as some Hally niggas.
the more they say they ain't feeling these [Cali Niggas].
When was ditching class over these hoes man,
I was at Centennial catching fades dice games.
That's one ago, 350 days,
350 ways, I switch the flow, a hot [Cali
I am a good dude to with,
destroy life or destroy these rap verses,
a bitch,
so I buy whatever she wants, and hope can be my reimburstment.
Milk the game until I see a hundred cows roaming this 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,
then I'm 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 chain ain't a label a movement,
fuck with caps, it's a in the coffin,
look, I shoot arms heroin 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 want to suck him up,
you want beef? What the is up?
If so when we meet, I got for these [Cali Niggas].
I spit, the realest will feel something,
that's why I stay on the block, I'm hustling,
When you shit on the drop my pumping,
a spot like a mailbox, it's where the bills 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 Central LA, I'm a [Cali
the best was born,
make sure vest is worn,
cause nigga's split ya chest when the Tec is drawn,
nigga's will split ya deck, then pull card,
try to act hard on the boulevard,
you know it's me in the coupe when I'm through,
the fiend's say I whip like a vehicle.
three birds, a bitch, brick, and 4 Fif,
with them three, I 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 hood to see 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 blood with different pops,
he the seed of Compton, I'm Harlem, Watts.
a dub,
a snub,
busting at any motherfucker who be with us.
is Watts, California, gutterville, U.S.A.,
gangbang capital, crackhouses, tape,
through the city 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 your comments to yourself, watch your levitate,
Central LA,
nigga the place to be,
in my house, big money is the place for me.
Blow dro, and ride G rides,
gangbanging and 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, your gat, we're blasting two's.
From the to the booth I'm the realest,
nigga and I do it for my [Cali Niggas]

Topic {The Game}

Who the want to snatch you from me?
and I don't chase nigga I chase after money,
hungry,
trying to eat till my bust,
I'm Cali raised, slang, you smelling us?
It's life nigga,
I put it like I'm dropping the habit,
an ounce and get up with more bounce than a rabbit.
Got to have it a crack fiend,
big face hundreds till my thumbs green.
Interested in 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 that Covina, California.
Sixty-six hit more licks 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 they 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 Haley's Comet,
throw up my set, boss' life, like I'm and vomit,
bow down to the realest, pay your homage,
in the city of 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 'Lac on walls,
big body, the color as Lysol,
hit the up, if an enemy turn the lights off,
and pull up on the fake ass to turn his life off.
out!, Block out!,
busting, watch the fall,
I told em about them self-self made niggas, we ain't y'all.
We on some ish,
my will smother 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 knocking down,
when I around,
better a nigga cheesey, everybody face down.
I the city, the home of the Lakers,
Inglewood, riding we paper chasing, a Cali Nigga.