Luyện nghe bài hát In Cali We Live Rowdy

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

I was born and up in the ghetto
Never leave the scene the bomb smoke settled
California, nothing but devils
Though we sport blue rags and prison credentials
Continentals, hit your back in the parking lot
I give my boys G's for marking up your spot
Smoking pot, I don't stop
2320 is the hood I'm claiming
Beyond Entertainment, it soft
Motherfuckers kiss the pavement in the worldwide
Confrontation, defeat is what you're
Fool, Mr. Shadow with ammo, ready to blaze it
In case it out of hand
I'm that bald that'll scold you like step-dad
You have gangster already in you
Ain't no stopping in Dago homey, the continues

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

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

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In

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

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