Luyện nghe bài hát Dancin, Smokin, Drinkin

[Chorus x2: Mr.
Dancing, smoking,
blinking
Another Cali
Dancing, smoking,
Slowly
Another Cali

The of the trick, the nerve of the trick
The nerve of the trick, the nerve of the
The nerve of the trick, I swerve with the
Calicos, out to Moe's, with faness
left, six hop to the trisket, get to kick rock
I'ma something bounce high as the moon
Coast the homies, roll through, do what I do

[Mr.
In the coast where the best roam, get your chest blown
Killa Kali be so strange you throw a on
We step on in blue'd up signs
For the 213 and 619 we
Westside grind, Killa Kali the state
All day, all night, choking the tray
Bombay cascades, stepping through blocks
Common shots me what's hot and what's not

x2]

Now my weekends are but never the same
Me and the homies ain't particular, we getting the
the game, call a chick out her name
And when I'm hitting the thang I be like ripping the
See I'm a in the game, Cisco is the name
Me and the homies smoking, the West Coast ain't
Don't trip, we the shit, me and my clique all
to scoop your main chick and go and pull an all-nighter
Posted up at the twin
Overlooking the Bay, popping champagne after
Ladies offer powder, players offer
and the power, making million dollar deals
Got the house on the
Hit the clubs bouncing on chrome
Hop out that thug appeal
the bar up, keep your guard up in Cali
'cause my G's is starving hard up, in the alley
Who you hating on homey, better turn around
Blinking, start flashing, what this thinking
Too much smoking, nah, too drinking
Nah, just another, just another, Cali

x2]

Out here we agaholics, indo-alcoholic, blazaholics, simple
They make a few 'cause together it multiplies the ripple
The sides to stabilize the Cripple,
Orange Jones, blacks and Latinos, Lancaster and Chino
Ladies banging, Shalamar
High priced off blocks of calamari
Eating on something like and chips
I can't with, and this is something you just can't fuck with
What's up

[Mr.
We military fools
With heads, baggy clothes and tattooes
No excuse, we all
riders, g'd up is how you'll find us homiciders
We're chart climbers, no messing with us
Mr. Shadow, Cisco, and the homey Kurupt, now up

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