Luyện nghe bài hát Only in California

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

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

Ice Cube, the don
Snoop Doggy Dogg, a.k.a. Tha
10, alias the Chicken Hawk, gangstas with rules
'Cause you the niggaz no rules
(California)
got nothing to lose, we got everything to lose

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

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

Fuck Lincoln, fuck Jackson, Franklin, what you thankin'?
your man come with the ransom
Let me see you dance on, no longer
If you don't drop off walk off, watch him, watch him

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

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

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

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

made, plug a playa in the game
Especially he represent the same thing I claim
Damn, they don't niggaz like they used to
That's probably why I keep a grip on my deuce, deuce
'Cause everybody wanna be a star in the city of dope, a.k.a.

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

What have we? A house full of cavi? No,
Well known ridas different sides of the West
Got the lickin' up so hard, we stickin' up
tired of the bullshit so we all clic it up

Nigga, please, we trippin' off C's and B's
the Westside Connect with 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 peep game if you
be from Long Beach and I be from Inglewood
Now, you despise 'cause it came to yo
Two well known enemies now becoming

In we parlay the G way
Some wear red and black and sport blue and gray
Well, gangstas dance, we hang boogie and bang
So it's the Westside Connect with the Dogg Pound

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

There we have it, Ice Cube, the big fish
Rollin' with the atomic dog, Snoop Doggy
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 goes
Boom boom, boom boom boom
And my goes
Boom boom boom, boom boom
And my goes, I'll be dammned