Luyện nghe bài hát California

I first saw my baby on the Subway
on my way from a cue in White Plains
A pretty young thing, eyes and skin clean
the poise of a queen though she was only 15
And I was 16, my was in a swirl,
and by the of this girl
I was a
who did not have a or a prayer in the world
Just another nigga with rasta curls
so she on the train did me
Sick to her assumin' I would most likely be
a hustler, I said fuck it, she could like me
or much less
I knew she was special, never all of the
And then I closed my eyes to me and her as one
on a California in the sun
When I opened my eyes, yo, the ride was done
I glanced her way, to receive nothing in return
that one day I would earn
a chance with this woman trapped in a body
I would play America, you could be Gotti, I'm sayin...

My Lady]
California,
You me, You remind me
[You're My
California,
You remind me, You me

A whole year by without seeing her once
It seemed every day was as long as a month
And now it days eternally
It's she I want, but also to be an MC is I wanted
To earn a dollar, every other girl sour
The only I pictured in my mind
was my California
I told my niggas in time, that would be mine
They called me crazy, assumin' I was mad lazy
and the monetary
assets, plus my style was not
'cause everybody knew she was fly with
being witness to her once a year was
Christmas
When I brought it up my dismissed
the mockery
I kept it in my mind tightly
you remind me
Yo, I have my niggas behind me
but then, you were anyway
forcing me to postpone A
Cali-forn-i-ay...

>From a
Analyzed my prey with
comin' up with a
it was straight, a phone call around
conversate for a while to
the time it was a mutual attraction
and news was old
I'm in bliss apparently she was me
and expected we to be
As coherent as the East
and Coast be
A B-Boy's dream, the
yin to my that was ragin'
I was
this was all happenin' before a got paid
And after the storm cleared his parade
Now, there ain't a thing as stress
She got my back, and with
I know how it's
A nigga who figured that the wouldn't start
for another few I would just stay apart
In love with the Triple X, Heiny and
but now you me, California memory...