Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

Bang that

No nice, I'm not
I'm not
But Fantasia without no on
On the mike, I'm an ugly site

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

I got to warn ya, is California
grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back
South Central couldn't his potential
Monumental, credentials

W Sizzle, WC, like the fundamentals
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 city where we
The city where niggy put that green up in the sky
Off Al Green, sippin' a OB
Who that G the L to the E to the NCH, MO to the B?

Bustin' a 'chanical, for the cash loc
It's that ignorant ass nigga, motherfuckin' asshole
ya, strapped with another anthem
Hood nigga eatin' pastrami fries in a Phantom

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

'Cause me off the strip loc
It's like Ray J or Whitney, shit's a joke
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, this is
Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it
South Central couldn't hold his
Monumental, hood

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

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

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

WC baby, I got it locked
Got the chopper-chopper that'll yo' ass down
Got the if you niggaz 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 big double-barrel on me, niggaz can't ignore me
In a pair of Chuck Taylor's reclaimin' my

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

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

Damn, c'mon, back to the with it
Grip the Tec-9 like a spoon 'cause I eats it
And I ain't a nigga to talk peace with it, squeeze with it
for keeps with it, put you under the white sheet with it

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

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

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

I got to warn ya, is California
grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back
South Central hold his potential
Monumental, credentials

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

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

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