Luyện nghe bài hát Waitin' Ta Hate

Ain't no California

I see them
You see niggaz?
I see them

Look at them niggaz just to hate
Waitin' to hate, to hate
Look at them bitches just to hate
Waitin' to hate, to hate

Get ride on, ride on
This the day for you to die on, die on
I'm a nigga that lie on, lie on
See these shoes you try on, try on

Yo, we can go to war the enemy
All we need is AK's and
This ain't back in the days of
Pull the trigger and release the

See muthafuckas run they catch one
In the back and it might a cardiac
Bitch act like he died and we him back
Him screamin' for his mama and his sister

Flat line, these niggaz wanna act
They ain't never had a full can of
me pull out my gat, right
And smoke his muthafuckin' ass like a crack

So what you sayin',
We playin', muthafucka
muthafuckas
So you sayin', muthafucka?
We ain't playin',
muthafuckas

Look at them just waitin' to hate
Waitin' to hate, waitin' to
Look at them just waitin' to hate
Waitin' to hate, to hate

Get your on, smoke on
Here's another to choke on, choke on
To all my niggaz in the pen, get yoke on
To all my in the house, get your loc on

We can really give a fuck about a home
All we care about is we can poke on
Nigga, what's that bullshit that you on?
Better roll on 'fore we split your dome

'Cause you're fuckin' Ice Cube the Terrible
Fuck around, I make your unbearable
Make you all scary and careful
Come my neighborhood, you better tip-toe

'Cause if you loud, then you might get chased
Westside Connection a case now
Po-po's your monkey ass face down
Tell mama that you in a better place now

So what you sayin',
We ain't playin',
AK'n
So what you sayin',
We ain't playin',
muthafuckas

Look at niggaz just waitin' to hate
Waitin' to hate, waitin' to
Look at them bitches waitin' to hate
to hate, waitin' to hate

Ain't no California
You can me now
Ain't no California

To all my niggaz the lleyo
They rock it up like
They cook it up like Waco, better do I say so
lay low, 'cause you fuckin' with a halo

Death to the niggaz with the big
And death to you devils the Old South
And death to you hoes turnin' out
And death that go the bitch route

Check it, if you by this record
Bow down butt-naked and to God
Ice Cube spare the rod
Connection here to mob, nigga, rob

We can it to the streets
We can take it to the
You know where the Don be
You bitches tryin' to find me
All you need to shut the fuck up and get behind me

Look at them just waitin' to hate
to hate, waitin' to hate
Look at them bitches waitin' to hate
Waitin' to hate, waitin' to

So you sayin', muthafucka?
We playin', muthafucka
muthafuckas
So you sayin', muthafucka?
We playin', muthafucka
muthafuckas

This is to them haters
Who ain't gon' kill
And who ain't gon' let die
You 'em, you know 'em

When you see Ice Cube you better
And pop a
When you see Ice Cube you better
And pop a