Luyện nghe bài hát La

I'm in LA
The place where stars are
And it ain't never outside
Because the will never storm
And the ain't only in the sky
the stars lay on the floor
And I-I-I-I-I, I got the on lock if you wanna explore
And baby I been in LA

up to the Rosco's
Only guy here, cause niggas from
you gotta swerve around the potholes
Eating with these chickens, politicin'
We get a new team or not
They up and down like Impala
All these girls got extensions, even with the long
Everybody tripping, we mix Ciroc with here
Don't walk around alone here, from a gang
ask you where you from
That mean you run that chain
Smoking on that purple
We only smoke a strain
Soon as you twice nigga
Welcome to the maine
Catch me off of rodeo, Alamita,
Whoop these rappers ass, all bums nigga, skid row
And I ain't dissing homeless people, I be down feeding niggas
100 days, 100 nights, we killing for no reason
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, look at me in my

In LA
The place where are born
And it ain't cold outside
the rain will never storm
And the ain't only in the sky
the stars lay on the floor
And I-I-I-I-I, I got the city on if you wanna explore
And I been cooling in LA

Baby when you to LA?

I'm from that big blue raggin', tip toe
Mustard and mayonnaise, with Daynas on the
Brown paper baggin', baby naggin'
You're either skinny jeans, gucci belt or saggin'
and agony, black jeans Cagney
The wood is the wood, but the is like a cavity
So tragedy, rarely see clarity
I'm like a (?), charity,
Los Angeles, scandalous, us how?
We the ones you get your from, write that down
Home of the green leaf, out now
High lesson, y'all can drop out now
highway, California my way
I do it way, then roll a fat jay
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, look at me in my car

In LA
The place stars are born
And it ain't cold outside
the rain will never storm
And the ain't only in the sky
the stars lay on the floor
And I-I-I-I-I, I got the city on lock if you wanna
And baby I been in LA

Baby you coming to LA?

I got LA poppin', be hoppin'
No these hoes, they keep shoppin'
Sunset droppin', chicken heads
No recess, my flows, there's no
rollin', pockets stay swollen
Drive down to (?), East Los is I'm goin'
Cholo swagger, qe pasa
I'm it, (inhale?)
LA native, LA Raider, LA Rams, traitors
LA Clippers, LA Lakers, trippin' off Kobe, you the motherfuckin'
LA Dodgers, to the Padres
East Los sayin' chinga to madres
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, at me in my fancy car

In LA
The place where stars are
And it ain't never cold
the rain will never storm
And the stars only in the sky
the stars lay on the floor
And I-I-I-I-I, I got the city on lock if you explore
And baby I coolin' in-
(Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton)

It's time to blackout, time to this crack out
Niggas been finding for this shit, Aftermath
The way I spit, niggas'll I pulled the mack out
I said the way I spit, niggas'll think I blew J-Lo out
Still Compton nigga, fuck thought I went on vacation?
Same that used to break in houses and steal PlayStation's
I waitin'
I told Dre to put out Detox, or do it
This is nigga, The Chronic mixed with embalming fluid
Bring chin here blood, so I can put this lama to it
Disrespectful nigga, see this I send your mama through it
Do it for the coast, so we can to it
Who you all the Pirus? The SA's and how the Los do it?
Similar to how the vice and folks do it
You bump Jay, out west, I'm the closest to it
Put on for my city cause I'm supposed to do it
Straight Outta Compton, I'm the fucken movie poster to it,
(Compton)

Mitchel, we out
(Woah? Ya dat)