Luyện nghe bài hát California

Bankroll
okay
You know, you
I be
Bumping California Love on the West
God for the weed, women, and the sunshine
hot
Out on
Blowing
the one time
You get a
Catch ya ass at the red
run at 'em sideways in a Hellcat
On some run
By the way I
Never seen a view, not in Malibu
Bunch of bad naked in the swimming pool
Hear the waves crashing, playing in the living room (Cracking)
Sound like a Doggystyle
Kurupt Gotti, nigga the gas at?
rock got me acting like I never had shit
From to a Hollywood address
Same tho
One on one get ass kicked
it more than a tad bit
Every hood set though
Sheesh!
One for the West Coast
LA, the Bay, Sacramento out to San Diego, California

Ricco
getting that work in California
And all the killers show me love in California
I a bitch from the A to California
And I be on the best loud in California
Ayy California, oh
I
I got to get back to that place to smoke on that
Young
Palm trees in the air, the top pushed
Blowing smoke out the roof to be exact
I'm always in cause this is where it's at
Bitches, bud, good weather, what you know that
Where all the fly bitches ride and Beamers
They either wanna be an actress, or a
I'm at the strip club on Sunset, throwing
With this bad bitch from Compton, pouring up
Breaking down backwoods, rolling up
Left the Factory, pulled up in Inglewood
I fuck with some crips and I with some bloods
And I fuck with some
My stash house in the
to my palace
Just went and killed two shows out in
Selling OG from LA and crates the Bay

Barrino-
Stay getting that in California
And all the killers they me love in California
I a bitch from the A to California
And I be smoking on the best in California
Ayy California, oh
I
I got to get back to that place to smoke on that

Colonel
You I gotta show the West love
I had to take a to Cali for the best bud
I been chilling with the goons, yeah the thugs
Went to nigga met a real plug
I said I'm for the gas where the kill at
Want the strong go where the hill at
I met a bad bopper chilling out in
to sip the lime-a-ritas and the sisco
I hopped my ass on the 101 and headed
And when I hit the hill I what I was looking for
I'm feeling like a leprechaun a pot of gold
Bags of the gas the Colonel got a soul
I fly a from the A with 100 racks
Put her ass in a rental her run it back
Fly another bitch in 200 more
to California the State of gold
Ricco
Stay getting that in California
And all the they show me love in California
I flew a bitch from the A to
And I be smoking on the loud in California
Ayy California, oh
I
I got to get back to that to smoke on that Cali