Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Come To LA

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

1: YG]
I give a fuck
Who you paying
Who you saying
You ain't around here
Cause niggas fucking up the rep
Ya'll playing the set
Its really war round
Shit I'm even problems in the set
But I'm from the set
don't come around here
So ya'll niggas 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 where I'm from shit is not
out of bounds
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 a price you can't 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 their
Stick yo hand up you guilty
things that my momma said I shouldn't be
So come to LA

2: AD]
Don't to LA cause
town niggas watchin' Wrong words get you sprayed, cuz
This shit for real, ain't for play cause
Lil' bustin' missions in a [?]
Don't give a who you gone
Nobody me
Pirus love me all inside a rare breed
And shit I'm coming a rare breed
Nowadays snitching give you digits off a plea
Hold on YG since you came out BPT
These niggas think it's cool to down to the CPT
Remember back when rappers was scared to come town
was Hollywood passes man that shit 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 fools for jewelry
Stick yo up like you guilty
Doing things that my momma said I be
So don't to LA

3: Bricc Baby]
First off a no fly zone
If you ain't with the chrome
Better take yo ass
And get first of the month
Cash the checks,
Yeah you better in if you niggas 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 feature for
Run up on 'em nigga where the scene at
My niggas on go 60 green lights
got jacked trynna' eat right
With my niggas all drugs don't think right
It's a man the hood fucked up
If a ain't trippin' got the heat in the club
You walk around like you can't get
But JFK was a president and got his ass bust

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