Luyện nghe bài hát California Freestyle

1]
Yeah been talking for a long time
since I went to California
Voicemail when I hit your line
These days same thing you on mine

And everything
So all that nine-to-five
The day grandpapa died
I knew I was to ride
The day that my granny
I knew it was Grammy
I'm still in here taking shit if them niggas don't hand me
I'm really gon' get to
niggas just get in line
They up picket signs
Like "this nigga the line"
damn, nigga

Eat or starve, if you starve be fam wit ya
You a fan, my hand, take the damn picture

I wish I would've known get rich off writing songs, yeah
Imma put us on, bring it right back home, yeah

2]
All my get the bag
All my whip is fast
We from a different [?]
All my niggas built to

Did a hundred, the dash rock, ooh yeah
Model girl, she got the too, yeah
Imma kick the fucking door down, ooh
We gon' the fucking [?], ooh yeah
I ain't playing with ya
I'm a certified switcha
I play with them bands, ooh yeah
Like I'm in a parade,
I'm a pop star, boy, [?]
Money talks, you ain't got it, nigga, say
Baby girl in my tryna stay the night
See ya later, baby, Imma checks

I wish I would've could get rich off writing songs, yeah
Imma put us on, Imma bring it back home, yeah

(Eat or starve, if you starve be fam wit ya)
(You a fan, shake my hand, the damn picture)

I wish I would've known could get rich off songs, yeah
Imma put us on, Imma it right back home, yeah

(Eat or starve, if you can't be fam wit ya)
(You a fan, shake my hand, take the picture)