Luyện nghe bài hát True Playaz

Give me a bottle, I love the
I want all my in the house to say hey
Aka the stalker, bouncing through your residential
Mr. Shadow's back to take it to the next
From San Diego, we playing around
I'm the streets of California, yeah we're putting it down
Still holding the crown so bow down to highness
From finest and down the street is where you'll find us
but riders, now get your back on the wall
We're balling individuals, ain't no stopping at all
Pop a bottle of bomb, bob your head, throw hood up
Parties of thugs, gang bangers and hoodlums
Year 2000, I came to make and their mama in the house start bouncing
I'm lounging in town, so get ready or bow down
Homey, in we don't play around

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To all my true players keeping it
Putting it down for city till the day that you die
All night till the sunrise
House full of funk, skunk and bloodshot eyes

swigging, buzzing off the liquor
Homies playing quarters to see who hits the floor
Drink up till you hicup, hit the
brew all night, charge it to the label
I'm unstable, proof straight creeping
Put your in the air, it's a Cali weekend
Ain't no leaving, curfew will be violated
We're gonna all night till it gets raided
Afterwards mashing to the hoe's pad
Have a party bash till we all crash
Now dash if your ass do you want
But you stand still to this gangster funk
Blaze skunk, no bunk, homey keep it and fluffy
This is for you trying to handcuff me
Now pass me another brew, we through
It's barely getting started, ain't no telling we might do

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Keep the music thumping, to the next day
It's not over it's over so we all stay
SD to LA we parlay
On the coast of in a scandelous way
Hey, now wait a minute it's a new game
Felons millions, getting paid for their name
Same fool SD, you all know me
I die I'm representing, it's the OMB
Mob deep's from a gangsta
full of bangers, sleeved up puffing vegas
They hate us we straight on top
And uh, it's Mr. Shadow blowing up your

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