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 jewelry
Stick yo up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I be
So don't to LA

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

[Hook: SadBoy & YG 2x]
Don't to LA
fucking with me
I go broke rob fools for jewelry
Stick yo hand up like you
Doing things that my momma said I be
So don't to LA

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

[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 don't to LA

[Verse 3: Bricc
off this a no fly zone
If you ain't know the chrome
Better take yo ass
And get first of the month
Cash the checks,
Yeah you better check in if you want room
won't color my phone
My Tiny pull up with that thing on your dome
Your chain and rollie 60 seconds is gone
Man I rather text a nigga fuck a for songs
Run up on 'em like where the scene at
My on go like 60 green lights
Just got jacked trynna' eat
With my niggas all drugs don't think right
It's a recession man the fucked up
If a nigga ain't trippin' got the in the club
You walk around like you get touched
But JFK was a and still got his ass bust

[Hook: Loko & YG 2x]
come to LA
Nobody fucking me
I go rob fools for their jewelry
Stick yo hand up you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I be
So come to LA