Luyện nghe bài hát On Our Way to L.A.

[Verse 1 - Don
I'm all the cash, down to get the ass
5-6 the homie smoking grass
Pass me the watch a nigga get towed down
Tech gave the low
Now it's time to put the down
I came and questions got the
Guessing 'bout the dick the white too quick
Nothin' but a trick bitch now I'm on journey
Had no rub', the bitch don't burn me
Ten hours away, then I'm on my way to L.A
To Gs, pretty bitches and palm trees
35 south 40 going
15 the opposite of north on a

[Verse 2 - N9ne]
Hittin' straight bro
for some Kansas City hoes to poke
But rellish my boat
a nigga for live in my pocket I gotta get mine
Keeping suspicious middle niggers behind my
Rewind my rhyme, Nina with many dope
my bag now I'm out pal
Kick it with some biancas up in Oklahoma stayin' for one night
Hit it right then I'm out, no diggity no
Rich man suits,? her off in the pillow
The morning dippin' met some biancs in Amarillo
Give me the bianc so that when we come back through
Play some questions you two, off in the poo-poo, ooh-ooh
40 west, to Alberquerque on the
Arizona hittin' who can see me who, 3DQ
Is down with us, you can say you say
Kansas all day, offer rellish on my way to L.A

[Hook - Tech & (Don Juan)] (2x)
On our way to
All we want is the palm a pretty bitch (and become rich)
dogs we come to bring the fury (make it dash to L.A.)
Turn Cali to

[Verse 3 - Don
We hit the highway, the fly way
Doing 89 waste no time
Make a pit stop bumpin' old hip-hop
Midwestside never
Niggas get dropped, all the rellish when we creep
Stopped in Oklahoma got us a suite
niggas much love, passed much bud
Come here baby get at me show what you of
12 20 north-west, a little get
ladies, nobody shady
Down-ass homies, nobody
Everything was
So wassup to my homegirls
Tachey and Tez, right too
niggas, right too sick
We make that group
We gotta jet, seven forty style
Oh shit, eleven hundred mo'

[Verse 4 - Tech
L.A. my on
The chronic up in L.A. we stayed gone
up show flows see hoes on the 405
Already alive when I arrive
style no Cristal just Caribou Lou
Feel like I'm an like Mr. Sulu a new crew but who?
Them dog niggas from Mizzizy
We on Sunset mobbin' like we on prospect dizzy
the real dough, we got that real flow
You other busters fake like a dildo
And if you wanna try a nigga from the get with me
And me you what the Tecca Nina kill fo'
I'm out for baby, creating plaques baby
I'm making the rellish we can hit the sack maybe
Billboard live, rockin' hella at the Roxy
I'm off and can't a motherfucker me I'm off nigga