Luyện nghe bài hát La

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

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

In LA
The where stars are born
And it ain't never cold
Because the rain never storm
And the stars 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 cooling in LA

Baby when you to LA?

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

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

Baby you coming to LA?

I got LA poppin', cars be
No these hoes, they keep shoppin'
droppin', chicken heads flockin'
No recess, my flows, no stoppin'
DeLorian rollin', pockets stay
Drive down to (?), Los is where I'm goin'
swagger, qe pasa wassup?
I'm it, (inhale?)
LA native, LA Raider, LA Rams, traitors
LA Clippers, LA Lakers, trippin' off Kobe, you the motherfuckin'
LA Dodgers, finger to the
East Los niggas chinga to madres
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, at me in my fancy 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
Because the lay on the floor
And I-I-I-I-I, I got the city on if you wanna explore
And I been coolin' in-
(Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton)

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

Mitchel, we out
(Woah? Ya dat)