Luyện nghe bài hát In Cali We Live Rowdy

What's
Mr. Shadow, my dog Fingaz you know
You know how we do it in Cali
We how we live
Check it, it

I was born and up in the ghetto
Never the scene till the bomb smoke settled
California, we're nothing but
Though we sport blue and carry prison credentials
Continentals, hit back bumper in the parking lot
I give my boys twenty G's for up your spot
Smoking pot, I don't banging
2320 is the hood that I'm
Beyond Entertainment, make it
Motherfuckers the pavement in the worldwide engagement
Confrontation, is what you're facing
Fool, it's Mr. Shadow with ammo, to blaze it
In it gets out of hand
I'm that bald motherfucker that'll scold you like
You best have gangster in you
Ain't no in Dago homey, the saga continues

In
In we live rowdy
nothing but riders and bangers and slangers around
In California we live
With but riders and bangers and slangers around

I'm unloading, provoking all you mark ass
Now stay your ass doors and out of my business
What you sniffing, thinking you could up
You best kick rocks or ass'll get locked up
I'm unstoppable, stalker of your hours
One Man Battalion, smoking weed with powder
Straight out of Dago, believe I'm a married man
Not to my seora, and you're a buried man
I carry plans that make mind struggle
Leave a motherfucker in seeing double
A couple shots to let a know
Better pack a fucking weapon you go
I'm in state of mind, I'm surrounded by thugs
In the 619 area we ain't a fuck
Handcuffs homey down
I represent Wop Town, Amici Park, fool

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In

Hell no I won't surrender to any
Motherfuck my enemies, the drama on forever
a day in my hood and I put that on my last name
You're better off from the highest cascade
A self-made millionare the one and only
America's finest with nothing but riders me
It's getting rowdy, motherfucker take time
Cough em back to let you know that you stepped beyond my
Tec 9 in my waistline, now the heat
in a '62, bouncing down the street
Treat like a hoe-bag, I hope that
You don't press your luck, bitch I never hold back
Toe be a sign
For every phony motherfucker trying to take mine
Your line I cross, I'm the boss
your mouth and sit down ain't no finding what you lost, punk

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Everyday all day we live rowdy in Killa
Mr. Shadow, Fingaz, Life
You
And I'm out