Luyện nghe bài hát Only in California

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

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

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

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

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

Lincoln, fuck Jackson, Bankin Franklin, what you thankin'?
Hope your man come the ransom
Let me see you dance on, no 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 pull and run upon ya
(Run ya)
(Hey fuck)

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

I got the sacks, homies love that
"Nigga, where the bud at?" at my big homeboy who fresh out
Hangin' at my grand house, homie burnt out
What you do when you get out of jail?

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

Money made, a playa in the game
Especially when he the same thing I claim
Damn, they don't make niggaz they used to
probably why I keep 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 pull and run upon ya
in California
(California)
Where pull heat and run upon ya
(Run ya)

What have we? A full of cavi? No, stress
Well ridas from different sides of the West
Got the hi-zoes up so hard, we stickin' up
tired of the bullshit so we all clic 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 the gift of the gab always cappin'
Mack, Cube and Snoop rappin', now, how did happen?

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

In Californ-I-A we the G way
Some red and black and some sport blue and gray
Well, gangstas don't dance, we hang and bang
So the Westside Connect with the Dogg Pound Gang

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

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

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

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

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