Luyện nghe bài hát Call Up the Homies

I just down in killa Cali, strapped up my boots
Got scooped up by Game so I up in the coupe
Gah, up nigga? What the hell is goin' on?
I'm tryin' to ease back and get my in the zone

Where the you tryin' to go? Nigga this yo' city
Anywhere, I'm just tryin' to see ass and titties
So full mash the gas, the night is
All bull shit I'm tryin' to have some fun

Hit the hop in Lakewood or down Slawson
Or to Casino they say just like Compton
doesn't matter long as shots don't ring out
Nigga, I stay strapped, I wanna pull the thing out

Well, keep the heat, heat up under the seat
And let's to Roscoe's and grab somethin' to eat
But check ya rear view mirror, I somebody's followin'
Rollin' in that dark blue SS and all up on the bumpa

Man, I'm just sayin' me you know this nigga
No, they betta stop
He sped up around and drove right in of us
Could be one time tryin' to bust one of us

he smashed the brakes and we almost hit him
Throwin' signs out the window somethin' was wrong with him
Before we out and get ready to clown
Nigga call up the homies about to go down

Keep one eye 'cause the streets don't sleep
If the streets get hungry then the gon' eat
That's why I keep heat and a couple of rounds
Nigga, call up the it's about to go down

Call up the homies it's to go down
Yeah, up the homies it's about to go down
Yeah, that's why I keep some heat and a couple of
Nigga call up the homies it's about to go

Somebody tell I'm on the way now
Aight, just stepped one size twelve Air One in the A-town
And you where I'm headed, to the Lennox Mall
To get it head to toe NWA Style

Do it then, it gangsta from the waist down
And chrome tre pound got me feelin' Atlanta Brave now
Right, the peace I'll let the lead spray
I'm startin' to love this place, even got red clay

Okay, hit a strip club everyday
And I make it rain, it's a hurricane on the way
And I got the A-town
It'll make ya whole body do the stomp

it's off to the waffle house and pancake mix
Ain't the only thing out of mouth
And the forty two D's out her blouse
So baby, comin' in, Game get out the house

Keep one eye open the streets don't sleep
If the streets get hungry then the gon' eat
why I keep some heat and a couple of rounds
Nigga call up the homies about to go down

Call up the homies it's about to go
Yeah, call up the homies about to go down
Yeah, why I keep some heat and a couple of rounds
call up the homies it's about to go down

Yeah, I'm in a real life so this is take three
Luda step foot out in Phoenix, AZ
Super Bowl, hoes, drivers on stroll
So I put the call in to Willie

Big homie I got ya, stick to ya a cactus
Welcome to the city, Cris take off ya jacket
I know you kind of used to big in the club
But ain't nothin' to have a little salsa in ya blood

I see a couple with some bitch Tennessee
My town but I still got Phoenix
Haters wanna stop 'em and I really pop 'em
But it's hard to fight when you got an album droppin'

Connect, we in south Phoenix, niggas Africa
fact Cris tuck in ya Africa chain, what?
'Cause I see some starin' at us with a lame frown
I'm a call up the homies it's about to go

Keep one eye open 'cause the streets don't
If the get hungry then the streets gon' eat
That's why I some heat and a couple of rounds
call up the homies it's about to go down

Call up the homies it's about to go
Yeah, up the homies it's about to go down
Yeah, that's why I keep some and a couple of rounds
Nigga call up the homies it's to go down