Luyện nghe bài hát Killafornia

Living in the city of the
Shisty motherfuckers even trust my own brothers
So who can I choose to trust me that's
Niggas a piece of the pie, fuck off and die

Jealous, envious fools want to this
Loco, trooping ass with the cash, shit
Motherfuckers just get your own, and leave alone
Forty-five to get done

Send out your to the party of your elimination
I got peeps that for keeps
Now I'm laying your ass to sleep
But every hustler wants to be

But I got the for the shot calling
I strings, the don king
in America
Then I hustle, and my muscle

Yeah, man, been out here
game for eight years
I know I'm getting tired of
On this

Nigga, I want a fat pad, and fly ass
Finest motherfucking bitches,
And all that shit, if I got to it
a nigga

Shit, let him run for me
I can for myself, don't have to
Work for
I'll be my own

can I roam to get my hustle on
Killafornia, stacking the chips, got the clips
Loaded and cocked, I'm used to with the glock
Nina Millimeter, up the fucking block

Now, who you gonna trust? Who can you
I don't know, but if you coming on my
I think I'm bust
You handle us, devious, dangerous

mentality, insanity
I move weight, from state to
All the niggas weights
Can you

Damn, up? I see you
that big time weight
I told you, I bullshitting
You coming up,

When I you three or four
ago I told you
Got for a man now
Handle shit

can I choose to get my hustle on?
In the alleyway, lighting up all night
Fuck working at McD's, I'm rolling the O.Z's
In the QP's, puffing on

Who can I
Who can you
Not that motherfucker
In the city Los

Well, well, little man came up a bit
It feels good having in the pocket
Fuck that to five bullshit, right?
Yeah, kick shit to the curb

But you got to look out for the motherfuckers
'Cuz is tricky than a motherfucker
Yeah, but motherfuckers got to out for us too
You know I'm saying
I'm just as as a nigga

Shit, set me up and niggas are die
You get set up back, 'cuz we ain't that bullshit
I got back, you got mine, that goes without saying
Twenty-seven and mo' baby, and mo'
Oh get the out of here, stay, bust out man