Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

Bang shit

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

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

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

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

Westside, the city we ride
The city where niggy 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
that ignorant ass nigga, that motherfuckin' asshole
Backhandin' ya, strapped another anthem
Hood nigga eatin' cheese fries in a Phantom

Product of them palm trees, make lungs bleed
The Coast me is like a sack of buck weed, nigga
Without me on the list the West is like a 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, that shit's a
Who made it safe for y'all to walk and it back?
Somebody hand me my locs, punk bitch, you lookin' at?

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

W Sizzle, WC, it's like the
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

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

the heat and I'm back in these streets
Allow me to touch on like a Catholic priest
Westside gritty hood nigga, mud on the glitter pants
On all you Pretty lookin' niggaz

WC baby, I got it locked
Got the chopper-chopper knock yo' ass down
Got the Harley if you niggaz wanna pound
Got the rag '57 the top down

Follow me, alive and kickin', pimpin' that Westside
Dippin' in a stretch Hummer eatin' fried chicken
With that big double-barrel on me, niggaz ignore me
In a pair of Chuck Taylor's my territory

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, like the fundamentals
In the of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody better they spot
think they 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 it, I'll squeeze with it
Play for keeps with it, put you under the sheet with it

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

From the T-shirts and Starter
Real recognize real, but niggaz know where gangsta rap started at
Yeah, I said it and afraid to say it
I'm from where the sun set, my tongue for shit

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

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

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

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

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