Luyện nghe bài hát California

I first saw my baby on the Subway
on my way home from a cue in White
A pretty young thing, eyes and skin clean
with the poise of a queen though she was 15
And I was 16, my was in a swirl,
and by the looks of girl
I was a
who did not have a or a prayer in the world
Just nigga with them rasta curls
so she on the did avoid me
Sick to her brain assumin' I would most be
a hustler, I fuck it, she could never like me
or much love
I knew she was special, all of the above
And I closed my eyes to envision me and her as one
on a beach in the sun
I opened my eyes, yo, the train ride was done
I glanced her way, to receive nothing in return
knowing one day I would earn
a chance with this trapped in a teen's body
I would play America, you be John Gotti, I'm sayin...

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

A whole year went by without her once
It seemed that day was as long as a month
And now it seemed days
It's she I want, but also to be an MC is I wanted
To earn a dollar, other girl seemed sour
The only thing I pictured in my
was my sunshine
I told my in time, that girl would be mine
They called me crazy, that I was mad lazy
and lacked the
assets, my style was not sanitary
'cause knew she was fly with fitness
being to her once a year was cool
fuck
When I brought it up my dismissed
ignoring the
I kept it in my mind tightly
California you me
Yo, I didn't have my behind me
but then, you were taken
forcing me to postpone A
Cali-forn-i-ay...

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