Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

Bang that

No nice, I'm not
I'm not
But Fantasia no makeup on
On the mike, I'm an ugly gare

Noid, I got niggaz all paranoid
Noid, I got the big boy
Noid, we got these niggaz all
Boy, Lench Mob is on

I got to ya, this is California
grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back
South Central couldn't hold his
Monumental, hood

W Sizzle, WC, it's like the
In the of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody better hold spot
Niggaz they hot but no they not, no

Westside, the where we ride
The where that niggy put that green up in the sky
Off Al Green, sippin' a OB
Who G from the L to the E to the NCH, MO to the B?

Bustin' a 'chanical, back for the loc
that ignorant ass nigga, that motherfuckin' asshole
Backhandin' ya, strapped with anthem
Hood nigga eatin' pastrami cheese fries in a

Product of them palm trees, make lungs bleed
The Coast without me is a sack of buck weed, nigga
Without me on the list the West is a Chevy on stock rims
throw some D's on that bitch and lay low

'Cause me off the strip loc
It's like Ray J or Whitney, that shit's a
Who made it safe for y'all to and took it back?
Somebody hand me my locs, punk bitch, what you at?

I got to warn ya, is California
Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it
South Central couldn't hold his
Monumental, hood

W Sizzle, WC, like the fundamentals
In the back of Winchell's, the 4, 5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody better hold spot
Niggaz they hot but no they not, no

Noid, I got these all paranoid
Noid, I got the big boy
Noid, we got these all paranoid
Boy, Lench Mob is on

Packin' the heat and I'm back in these
Allow me to touch on y'all a Catholic priest
Westside gritty hood nigga, kickin' mud on the glitter
On all you Ricky lookin' niggaz

WC baby, I got it locked
Got the chopper-chopper that'll yo' ass down
Got the Harley if you wanna ground pound
Got the rag '57 with the top

me, alive and kickin', pimpin' it's that Westside
Dippin' in a stretch Hummer Church's fried chicken
With that big double-barrel on me, can't ignore me
In a of Chuck Taylor's reclaimin' my territory

I got to warn ya, this is
grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back
South Central couldn't hold his
Monumental, hood

W Sizzle, WC, like the fundamentals
In the back of Winchell's, the 4.5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody better hold they
Niggaz think hot but no they not, no

Damn, c'mon, back to the with it
Grip the like a spoon 'cause I eats with it
And I ain't a nigga to talk peace with it, I'll squeeze it
Play for keeps with it, put you the white sheet with it

back on, Lench Mobbin' in a big brawn
It's been a while but nigga not long
Westside, dumpin' chronic ash with the cannons
Bustin' on you niggaz them gay ass dances

From the T-shirts and caps
recognize real, but y'all niggaz know where gangsta rap started at
Yeah, I said it and ain't to say it
I'm from where the sun set, bite my tongue for

You know the place that introduced the world to thuggin' and
The place that got these out of town niggaz and crippin'
The place where we gun
The same Kobe scored 81 in one motherfuckin' game

I got to ya, this is California
Home grown, get ya blown, blow it back
Central couldn't hold his potential
Monumental, credentials

W Sizzle, WC, it's the fundamentals
In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5
Keep it hood, everybody hold they spot
Niggaz think they hot but no not, no

Noid, I got these all paranoid
Noid, I got the big boy
Noid, we got niggaz all paranoid
Boy, Mob is on point

Keep it hood, it hood
Mob is on point
Keep it hood, it hood, nigga
Lench Mob is on