Luyện nghe bài hát Cali To New York

As soon as A La stepped off the
started hollerin' for more
Beggin' us to bless 'em an encore
You know the Peas, they to do that for sure

No matter what the we be on
or Atlantic, we stay strong
Foreign or domestically, we
All professionally an' rock on

An' that's exactly how we made it rock, it rock
We turn this on an' then we it hot, make it hot
We also known to cause a state of shock, of shock
We start at 2, go to 10 o'clock, 10 o'clock

10 the next day that is, day that is
No matter what or state that is, state that is
Don't ask no questions, that's the way is, way that is
Don't ask no questions, that's the way that is

Back, back, back, back, an'
Cali to New York
Back, back, back, back, an'
From to New York

Back, back, back, back, an'
From Cali to New
Back, back, back, back, an'
From Cali to New

Posdonus, y'all, 'nus y'all
Sticky like cous-cous, y'all, cous,
Be the words I apply, apply
My mass, karma N.Y, N.Y.

it out, you see, you other emcees sound like brother emcees
Raised by the pop an' mother emcees
While I got a lot of in my name, I'm recognizable
Leavin' me the amount that's quite sizable

Rich in that English broke as hell
That's why my niggaz in the understand me so well
Its the modern rap type talk, used to
All over your ears, you hear the thump, track pumps like

Well order, some fell short of the line of finish
You practice harder at the scrimmage
Now my is the golden cup
My is dirty compared to yours, it's all washed up

Back, back, back, back, an'
Cali to New York
Back, back, back, back, an'
From to New York

Back, back, back, back, an'
From Cali to New
Back, back, back, back, an'
From Cali to New

We, we, we, we regulate an' plates, destructs ya
Toss to distract it an' we bust ya
blow bigger than tempers out in Russia
Cuss like a sailor, you shame like Thelya

Stitch a verse tailored to fit, spray paintin' spit
On the deco we art, apart
I raid mo' tracks flicks in "Beat Street"
With until the sole wear out, never that

We weather that, you in the ass an' feather that
Heavy like black leather coats, you pleather
dick on the line, we way ahead of that
Squeezin' Freddie Foxx an' his two glocks

don't impress niggaz who speak to God
We get jams to a tuna melt
down by the beep, beep, beep, we strictly, new getty
Two fifty up in front of the mic, so what it like?

Back, back, back, back, an'
From Cali to New
Back, back, back, back, an'
Cali to New York

Back, back, back, back, an'
Cali to New York
Back, back, back, back, an'
From Cali to New

Back, back, back, back, an'
From Cali to New
Back, back, back, back, an'
From to New York

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