Luyện nghe bài hát In Cali We Live Rowdy

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

I was born and raised up in the
Never leave the scene the bomb smoke settled
California, we're but devils
Though we sport blue and carry prison credentials
Continentals, hit your back in the parking lot
I my boys twenty G's for marking up your spot
Smoking pot, I don't stop
is the hood that I'm claiming
Beyond Entertainment, make it
Motherfuckers kiss the pavement in the engagement
Confrontation, defeat is you're facing
Fool, it's Mr. with ammo, ready to blaze it
In case it gets out of
I'm that bald that'll scold you like step-dad
You best gangster already in you
Ain't no stopping in Dago homey, the saga

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

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

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In

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

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