Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Come To LA

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

1: YG]
I give a fuck
Who you niggas
Who name you
You good around here
Cause ya'll niggas up the rep
playing with the set
Its really war round
Shit I'm even having in the set
But I'm really the set
Ya'll come around here
So ya'll niggas hop of the jet
You better what's on ya neck
And get the fuck round here
Cause paying for the lifestyle thats watered down
Bompton! That I'm from shit is not allowed
out of bounds
Keep out of town shit 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 can't
catch yo ass slipping at the BET Awards

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

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

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

[Verse 3: Bricc
First off a no fly zone
If you ain't know the chrome
take yo ass home
And get some 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 text a nigga fuck a feature for songs
Run up on 'em like nigga where the at
My niggas on go like 60 lights
Just got jacked trynna' eat
With my niggas all drugs they think right
It's a man the hood fucked up
If a nigga ain't trippin' got the in the club
You walk around like you get touched
But JFK was a president and got his ass bust

SadBoy Loko & 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