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 gare 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
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 back of Winchell's, with the 4.5
Keep it hood, everybody better hold they
Niggaz think hot but no they not, no

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

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

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

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

I got to warn ya, is California
Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it
South Central hold his potential
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
Niggaz think hot but no they 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

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

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

Follow me, alive and kickin', pimpin' it's that
Dippin' in a stretch Hummer eatin' Church's fried
With that big double-barrel on me, niggaz 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 the fundamentals
In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5
it hood, everybody better hold they spot
Niggaz they hot but no they not, no

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

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

From the T-shirts and Starter
Real recognize real, but y'all niggaz know 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 know the place that introduced the to thuggin' and dippin'
The place got these out of town niggaz bloodin' and crippin'
The where we gun slang
The same place Kobe 81 in one motherfuckin' game

I got to ya, this is California
Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it
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, better hold they spot
Niggaz 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, Mob is on point

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