Luyện nghe bài hát California Freestyle

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

And everything
So fuck all that
The day grandpapa died
I knew I was down to
The day that my died
I knew it was Grammy
I'm in here taking shit if them niggas don't hand me mine
I'm really get to mine
These niggas get in line
They holding up signs
Like "this skipped the line"
Like damn,

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

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

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

Did a hundred, made the dash rock, ooh
Model girl, she got the too, yeah
Imma kick the fucking down, ooh yeah
We gon' the fucking [?], ooh yeah
I playing games with ya
I'm a lane switcha
I play with bands, ooh yeah yeah
Like I'm in a parade,
I'm a pop star, boy, [?]
Money talks, you got it, nigga, say less
girl in my phone 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 it right back home, yeah

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

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

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