Luyện nghe bài hát Kalifornia

I first saw my on the Subway train
On my way from a cue in White Plains
A pretty young thing, brown and skin clean
With the of a queen though she was only 15
And I was 16, my was in a swirl
And by the looks of girl, I was a peasant
Who did not have a or a prayer in the world
another nigga with them rasta curls
So she on the train did me
to her brain assumin' I would most likely be
A hustler, I fuck it, she could never like me
Or much less
I knew she was special, all of the above
And then I my eyes to envision me and her as one
On a California in the sun
When I opened my eyes, yo, the train ride was
I glanced her way, only to receive in return
Knowing one day I would earn
A chance with this trapped in a teen's body
I would play America, you could be Gotti, I'm sayin...
I was trapped I turned my head

[Saukrates]
"You're My Lady" <--
Kalifornia,
You remind me, You me
"You're My Lady" <--
Kalifornia,
You me, You remind me
"You're my lady" <--
Kalifornia,
You remind me, You me
"You're My Lady" <--
Kalifornia,
You remind me, You me

A whole year by without seeing her once
It seemed ev-ery day was as long as a month
And now it seemed days eternally, it's she I
But also to be an MC is I wanted
To a dollar, every other girl seemed sour
The only thing I pictured in my mind was my with Kalifornia
I told my niggas in time, girl would be mine
They called me crazy, assumin' I was mad lazy
And the monetary
Assets, plus my style was not
everybody knew she was fly with fitness
Being to her once a year was cool
Fuck
When I it up my niggas dismissed
the mockery
I kept it in my mind tightly
you remind me
Yo, I have my niggas behind me
But then, you taken anyway
Forcing me to plan A
Kali-forn-i-ay...

From a
Analyzed my prey persistence
Comin' up a system
It was straight, a phone around eight
Conversate for a while to up
The time it was a mutual attraction
And news was old
I'm in apparently she was watchin' me
And we to probably be
As as the East Coast and West Coast be
A B-Boy's dream, the serene yin to my that was ragin'
I was amazed, this was all happenin' before a got paid
And after the storm cleared his parade
Now, there such a thing as stress
She got my back, and with
I know how it's
A who figured that the search wouldn't start
For another few years I just stay apart
In love with the Triple X, and Hennessy
But now you remind me, memory...

Niggas of sin, Figures of