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

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

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

Westside, the city where we
The city that 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, back for the loc
It's that ignorant ass nigga, that asshole
Backhandin' ya, strapped another anthem
Hood nigga pastrami cheese fries in a Phantom

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

erasin' me off the strip loc
It's like Ray J or Whitney, that a joke
Who made it for y'all to walk 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 blown, blow it back
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 hold they spot
Niggaz think 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, Mob is on point

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

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

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

I got to warn ya, is California
grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back
South Central hold 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
Niggaz think they hot but no not, no

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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