Luyện nghe bài hát Cali To New York

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

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

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

10 o'clock the day that is, day that is
No matter what city or state that is, state is
ask no questions, that's the way that is, way that is
Don't ask no questions, the way that is [Incomprehensible]

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

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

Introduce Posdonus, y'all, y'all
like cous-cous, y'all, cous, y'all
Be the words that I apply,
My peeps mass, N.Y, N.Y.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rocks impress niggaz who speak to God
We get jams to make a tuna
Held down by the beep, beep, beep, we strictly, new
Two up in front of the mic, so what it look like?

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

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

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

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