Luyện nghe bài hát Fuckin' Wit Uh House Party

"L.A.! Californ-I-A!" (repeat 4X)
It all started on a night, I was at the Tilt
Faded off a eightball, when I got the call
I recognized the voice off the bat
Octavia, a.k.a. the
I used to run up in her but I had to play
the bitch was known to twist mo' than hundred spokes
Talkin bout a party she was givin and niggaz was
She wanted me and my to come through and
I couldn't find CJ, Toones was out of
And and Cube wasn't out nowhere to be found
And all that solo shit, played out with Cooley High
in the movie Damon caught a black eye bitch!
Ain't no peace treaty is losin
In nineteen-ninety-eight, ain't too many niggaz
So what makes you think I'm out tonight hoe?
You must be on Triple D: Dick, Dope and
She kept that security was tight
And if I came, we'd be comin tonight
So I jumped off my kizznouch, grabbed a and my coat
Picturin my all down this bitch throat
Loaded up my heater, took the nina
Jumped in my rizzide, headed for the
Rollin in the rigga with the
Bumpin "Flashlight" fool, for the party
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Uh-huh, uh-huh, fuckin with house
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} ain't safe
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
Kids don't try this at home
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
It's goin down, the music got the block blastin
And all I see is titties and with big asses
I couldn't it through, I had to go back
and park around the corner the street was packed
So now I'm bailin to the party, damn near shut
Heater on my side, plus I'm high as
Straight trippin off 40's, hoodrats and
niggaz names tatted on they ankles and wrists
And all these Cutlasses next to empty of Hennesey
An indication of gangbangin activity
Got to the do', no security in
Just niggaz ridin on me, what whoopty-woop like?
I like I straight mark, walkin in the house
Gettin by niggaz too young to get in Magic Mountain
So I rolled back on em, right on the
Told em, "Fuck set!" That's when I heard the music stop
"Hey what that stand for on your arm?"
"Ni-niggaz cash"
"You niggaz havin a collision"
"Get nigga!"
"Don't let that fall!
let him fall!"
Stretched out on the flo', gettin up
All I saw was knucklehammers and bottom of niggaz
Bitches screamin, "Kick nigga ass for me!"
He's teemin on my dome, no motherfuckin sympathy
I grabbed my heat and started dumpin, hit the do'
scot loc and who did I see?
Octavia, pussy wet, drunk on the
Passed out on her stomach with her pants down
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} ain't no joke loc, fuckin with a house party!
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Niggaz is gettin down
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Ha hah, I don't know about y'all from
but it ain't down where I'm from
Fuckin with a party!
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
Shit is real, check it out
Woke up the next day, cut on my arm
One on my eyes and head, more knots than Barry
the hoe up and cussed her punk ass out
She had the nerve to ask why a nigga the party out?
Nigga I scream on bitch, I banged on that bitch
Nutted up on that bitch, up on the bitch
Stank-ass got niggaz crossin enemy lines
I should've stayed and listened to my first mind
now a nigga's layin down mad at the world
Lookin like the Elephant Man with a jheri
Sittin at killa King with stitches
Fuckin with these and these punk ass bitches
Fuck a party!
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Ha hah, youknowhatI'msayin? Fuckin with a party!
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} shit is real loc, youknowhatI'msayin?
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Ay Toones, tell these
Fuckin a house party
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Ain't nuttin but motherfuckin swingin
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} know what time it is
season loc, ha hah
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Fuckin with a party!
"L.A.! Californ-I-A!"
{WC} Fuckin with a party!