Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

Bang that

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

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

I got to warn ya, is California
Home grown, get ya blown, blow it back
Central couldn't hold his potential
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 think hot but no they not, no

Westside, the city where we
The city where that put that green up in the sky
Off that Al Green, 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 ignorant ass nigga, that motherfuckin' asshole
Backhandin' ya, strapped with anthem
nigga eatin' pastrami cheese fries in a Phantom

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

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

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, it's like the
In the back of Winchell's, the 4, 5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody better hold they
think they hot but no they 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 like a Catholic priest
Westside gritty nigga, kickin' mud on the glitter pants
On all you Ricky lookin' niggaz

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

Follow me, and kickin', pimpin' it's that Westside
Dippin' in a stretch Hummer eatin' Church's fried
that big double-barrel on me, niggaz can't ignore me
In a pair of Taylor's reclaimin' my territory

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

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

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

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

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

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

I got to warn ya, this is
Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it
South Central hold his potential
Monumental, hood

W Sizzle, WC, it's like the
In the of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked
Keep it hood, better hold they spot
think 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

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