Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Come To LA

[Hook: Loko & YG 2x]
Don't to LA
Nobody with me
I go broke rob fools for their
yo hand up like you guilty
Doing that my momma said I shouldn't be
So come to LA

1: YG]
I don't a fuck
Who you niggas
Who name you
You ain't around here
Cause niggas fucking up the rep
Ya'll with the set
Its really war here
Shit I'm even having in the set
But I'm from the set
Ya'll don't come here
So when ya'll hop of the jet
You better tuck what's on ya
And get the fuck from here
Cause paying for the lifestyle thats watered down
Bompton! That where I'm shit is not allowed
out of bounds
Keep that out of shit out of town
You wasn't banging out of
Its too to holla now (woah)
Ima get the OGs on
And press the on you suckers (woah)
Or hit you with a price you can't
catch yo ass slipping at the BET Awards

[Hook: Loko & YG 2x]
come to LA
Nobody fucking me
I go broke rob for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you
Doing things my momma said I shouldn't be
So come to LA

2: AD]
Don't come to LA
Outta niggas watchin' Wrong words get you sprayed, cuz
This shit for real, this ain't for play
Lil' homies missions in a [?]
give a fuck who you gone
Nobody me
love me solo all inside a rare breed
And I'm coming from a rare breed
Nowadays snitching you digits off a scared plea
Hold on YG since you out with BPT
These niggas think it's to come down to the CPT
back when rappers was scared to come into town
That was Hollywood passes man that on water down damn!
A lil' change got you workin' a slave
Pac prolly rollin' in his
Ain't no more on the set, all you niggas out here fucking up the west, oh god!

SadBoy Loko & YG 2x]
Don't to LA
fucking with me
I go broke rob for their jewelry
Stick yo up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma I shouldn't be
So come to LA

3: Bricc Baby]
First off a no fly zone
If you ain't know the chrome
Better take yo ass
And get some first of the
Cash the checks,
Yeah you better check in if you niggas room
Look won't color my
My Tiny Locs up with that thing on your dome
Your chain and rollie 60 seconds is gone
Man I rather text a nigga a feature for songs
Run up on 'em like nigga where the at
My niggas on go like 60 lights
Just got trynna' eat right
With my niggas all drugs they think right
It's a recession man the hood up
If a nigga trippin' got the heat in the club
You walk like you can't get touched
But JFK was a president and still got his ass

SadBoy Loko & YG 2x]
Don't to LA
Nobody with me
I go broke rob fools for their
Stick yo hand up you guilty
Doing that my momma said I shouldn't be
So don't to LA