Luyện nghe bài hát We Rest In Cali

[Snoop
My goodness my gracious shell toe Adidas with the fat blue
Hand full of aces trumped up dump trunk white paces
Drink til you motherfucker cop
Old English 800 on the
Way before St. Ide's came to the
Niggas used to out and do the pop lock
And if we got into some shit we never pop
We'd squab scrap it was
And to talk about it and we get old cause
And keep a pack of zig zags for that old bud
We do a party what the fuck is a club
And the ese's they most of the drugs
La familia and [?]
We get money and we do low ride
Represent it and nope no not I
That's the in every hood that you roam
way to catch a hot slug in your dome
O.G. the place that I call
Lac like that and it's sitting on chrome
Plaque in back in Lac
Antennas wake you up for a rat to set a new trap
Swinging the track dripping juice on your back
Breaking hearts Roger and Zapp motherfucker

Collins:]
Back in the day it was cheaper to her
Hang out with your and smoking the reefer
Pound for pound we were the baddest in
You had to get up for the get down
Some say we the generation
But we education

Loc:]
[?] mad dog 20/20
Silver satin blue Aid sagging in my Dickies
I got my loccs on through my neighborhood
Catch you on them bricks it ain't all good
Front door Glock spitter
Black and gold flag across my when I get you
3 tipping turning up the Alpine
[?] while I listen to the
[?] blue all by the front door
East side rip gang banging all I know
Heart break hotel hush neck kicker
I grew up on that one five nigga
If you from my block then hop something
And I ain't talking bout no nigga block hunting
corduroys while I'm talking on my brick phone
14 old had to bring the shit home
My uncle Sugar Bear me how to bag it up
Look at the now nigga it's sewed up
I ain't playing with you old grand
Peace out Rolando ran things no [?]
Now take a picture of this 8 sipper
Look down at my blue strings nigga
Goldie Loc will keep motherfucker crack-a-lackin
The only thing I wanna hear is gang rapping

[Bootsy
Some say we the next
But we lack
Hanging with the of devastation
Yeah but we one mama
and away we go
See you next with a brand new show
When you around here ain't nothing consensual
You I funk so hard you gonna need your parent's credential
Now I'm in the street I lost my sheep
But now I know to find that
Now how cool is cold you're trying to compete
Standing next to me son you better take a
Can't none of you cut throats like me
You better check with Dogg and get your pedigree
Why oh why do I like that
If I am with the dog you be a cat
Now and away we go
See you next with a brand new show
I want the bomb I that O.G. back
There's a party on in my head
While I about the blood that we shed
Then party uh the player play
There's a going on up in here

in the day it was cheaper to keep her
Hang out your friends and smoking the reefer
Pound for pound we were the in town
You just had to get up for the get
say we the next generation
But we lack
Hanging with the crew of
but we one nation mama
Hanging the Snoopatronics bobba