Luyện nghe bài hát Only in California

Speak on it, my nigga, on it
(And my goes)

Only in
Where niggaz pull heat and run ya
(Get grind on)
in California
(California)
(Get grind on)
Where niggaz pull heat and run ya
(Run ya)

Ice Cube, the don
Snoop Dogg, a.k.a. Tha Doggfather
Mack 10, the Chicken Hawk, gangstas with rules
you the niggaz with no rules
(California)
Ain't got nothing to lose, we got everything to

Threw his ass in, he the fin of the barracuda
I negotiate, "Mack is the shooter"
You the on the journey strapped to this gurney
We break breads accounts and attorneys

never worry me
Who's got the to murder me?
Degree than a 33, tell 'em what you drank
tell 'em what you thinkin', never tell 'em where the body stankin'

Fuck Lincoln, fuck Jackson, Bankin Franklin, you thankin'?
Hope your man with the ransom
Let me see you on, no longer handsome
If you don't off then walk off, watch him, watch him

in California
(Speak on it)
Where niggaz pull heat and run ya
Only in
(California)
Where niggaz heat and run upon ya
(Run ya)
(Hey fuck)

West Coast niggaz is real set trippas
[Incomprehensible] zippas on a quest for chippas
Slidin' while we ridin', not even hittin'
Hangin' at the high school at them young bitches

I got the dove sacks, homies love
"Nigga, where the bud at?" Hollering at my big homeboy who out
Hangin' at my mama house, homie burnt out
What you gonna do you get out of jail?

I'm gonna some fun
do you consider fun? An ounce and about five hun
So I put him on a move that I knew
Hooked him with a from the South, good lookin' out

Money made, a playa in the game
Especially when he represent the same thing I
Damn, they don't make like they used to
That's probably why I a tight grip on my deuce, deuce
'Cause everybody wanna be a star in the of dope, a.k.a. Caviar

Only in
Where niggaz heat and run upon ya
Only in
(California)
Where niggaz pull and run upon ya
(Run ya)

What have we? A house full of cavi? No,
Well known from different sides of the West
Got the hi-zoes up so hard, we stickin' up
Niggaz tired of the bullshit so we all it up

Nigga, please, we ain't off C's and B's
It's the Westside Connect the DPG's
For the cheese we jab with the gift of the gab cappin'
Mack, and Snoop rappin', now, how did that happen?

It's all good, fool so game if you could
be from Long Beach and I be from Inglewood
Now, you despise it came to yo surprise
Two well known now becoming allies

In we parlay the G way
Some wear red and black and some sport blue and
Well, gangstas don't dance, we boogie and bang
So it's the Westside Connect the Dogg Pound Gang

Only in
Where niggaz pull and run upon ya
in California
(California)
Where niggaz pull and run upon ya
(Run ya)

There we it, Ice motherfuckin' Cube, the big fish
Rollin' with the dog, Snoop Doggy Dogg
with the ring leader, Mack motherfuckin' 10
Coming back once again, nigga, we make and spend,

And my goes, and my heat goes
And my heat goes, and my heat

And my heat
Boom boom, boom boom boom
And my goes
Boom boom boom, boom boom

And my heat
Boom boom boom, boom boom
And my heat
Boom boom boom, boom boom
And my heat goes, I'll be