Luyện nghe bài hát Cali Niggaz

The Game

From
in Seminole Hospital nigga,
November 29,
On G shit
My moms ain't scream or
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,
drive Supremes, on gold D's, puff sticky,
love Tupac to death and bump Biggie.
Welcome to the side,
where Tec's fly,
dope boys drive S5's,
come and get the best high,
who the fuck said the died,
you dead, the left side,
I Heckler & Koch, pop shots, for my [Cali Niggas].
Deal niggas, then smoking aces fucking with my Niggas].
Leave with poker faces,
red rag, pull it down so they it's Jayceon,
down Wilshire,
07 Charger, K&M Filter,
high speed it up for my [Cali Niggas].
My life like it was directed by Hype Williams,
I started off with of stacking Benjamins to the ceiling.
The more gang banging, the killing,
the drug dealing,
the cap peeling.
We all Niggaz]

Ya Boy

Ay, Frisco,
rode a 6-4,
they might ride, ghost ride,
but Ya Boy is low pro.
on the low though,
Black Tims, polo,
peekhole,
long 4-4.
Ya got your hands dirty,
I'm outside the grams 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 boys up in Watts, we all [Cali Niggas].
We run deep, hit and rally 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 with the breeze,
you can call me one of the re, realest 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, through morning, see thats a [Cali Nigga]
You see I'm the murderous blocks,
Compton, California where you'd rather get caught 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 the life of us [Cali Niggas].
Don't call them rappers, address them as Bill niggas,
but we gon get them and we kill em, address them as Hally niggas.
never the more they say they ain't feeling these Niggas].
When ya'll was ditching class these hoes man,
I was at catching fades over dice games.
one years ago, 350 days,
350 ways, I the flow, a hot [Cali Nigga]
I am a dude 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 cows roaming earth surface,
at I was parched, but now I'm the thristiest,
dehydrated,
hungry, frustrated,
one of the greatest Niggas]

[Screwed]

Hey, Hey,
Hey, Hey,
I'm on the Wall Street a stock broker,
then I'm back to the hood they pop toasters,
Every nigga war, they is not soldiers,
selling crack in the hood my [Cali Niggas]
Look, I'm shitting on moving,
this on my chain a label it's a movement,
fuck caps, it's a nail 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? What the is up?
If so when we meet, I got heat for [Cali Niggas].
When I spit, the realest will 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, where 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 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 when I'm speeding through,
the say I whip colt like a vehicle.
three birds, a bitch, brick, and 4 Fif,
with three, I take over the whole strip,
no shit,
the skinny is no bitch,
know this, I'm so loyal to my Niggas]

[Screwed]

Crusing through my hood to see 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 we blood brothers with different 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 right my seat,
in the back of the trunk, who want it with beef?
Seperate your soul from your if you ever hate,
keep your comments to yourself, your soul levitate,
South LA,
it's 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,
Kali, fuck 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 {The 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, slang, you smelling us?
It's life nigga,
I put it down like I'm the habit,
smoke an and get up with more bounce than a rabbit.
Got to have it a crack fiend,
counting big hundreds 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 we ride up on ya,
I that West Covina, California.
Sixty-six hit licks 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 Game, my game to tight,
I'm out of sight Haley's Comet,
throw up my set, boss' life, I'm sick and vomit,
bow down to the realest, nigga pay homage,
in the city of and mostly Chronic, haha, West.
And stay clutching, busting the trigger,
talk that shit, fuck and get ride by us [Cali Niggas]

Ay, whose in the 'Lac on white walls,
big body, the same as Lysol,
hit the block up, if an enemy turn the off,
and up on the fake ass nigga to turn his life off.
out!, Block out!,
busting, the bike fall,
I told em about them self-self made niggas, we ain't y'all.
We on some ish,
my goons smother shit,
my Piru niggas down to them Eastside Crips.
I like everyday's 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, everybody down.
I the city, the home of the Lakers,
Inglewood, riding authentic we chasing, a Cali Nigga.