Luyện nghe bài hát Dancin, Smokin, Drinkin

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

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

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

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Now my weekends are similar but the same
Me and the ain't particular, we getting the brain
the game, call a chick out her name
And when I'm hitting the I be like ripping the frame
See I'm a pimp in the game, Cisco is the
Me and the smoking, the West Coast ain't changed
Don't trip, we the shit, me and my all riders
Quick to your main chick and go and pull an all-nighter
Posted up at the twin
Overlooking the Bay, popping after hours
offer powder, players offer pills
Money and the power, making million deals
Got the on the hills
Hit the clubs bouncing on chrome
Hop out with that appeal
Blow the bar up, keep your guard up in
'cause my G's is hard up, waiting in the alley
Who you on homey, better turn around slowly
Blinking, start flashing, what this fool
Too much smoking, nah, too much
Nah, another, just another, Cali weekend

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

[Mr.
We military minded
With shaved heads, baggy clothes and
No excuse, we all
riders, g'd up is how you'll find us homiciders
We're chart climbers, ain't no messing us
Mr. Shadow, Cisco, and the homey Kurupt, now up

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