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 same thing when you on mine

And monetized
So fuck all that
The day that died
I knew I was down to
The day that my granny
I knew it was Grammy
I'm still in here taking shit if niggas don't hand me mine
I'm really gon' get to
These niggas get in line
They holding up picket
Like "this nigga the line"
Like damn,

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

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

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

Did a hundred, made the rock, ooh yeah
girl, she got the ass-shot too, yeah
Imma kick the door down, ooh yeah
We gon' break the fucking [?], ooh
I ain't playing with ya
I'm a certified lane
I with them bands, ooh yeah yeah
Like I'm in a parade,
I'm a pop star, boy, [?]
talks, you ain't got it, nigga, say less
Baby girl in my phone tryna the night
See ya later, baby, Imma checks

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

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

I I would've known 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, my hand, take the damn picture)