Luyện nghe bài hát We Rest In Cali

[Snoop
My goodness my gracious toe Adidas with the fat blue laces
Hand of aces trumped up dump trunk white wall paces
Drink til you motherfucker cop
Old English 800 on the
Way before St. Ide's to the spot
Niggas to hang out and do the pop lock
And if we got into some shit we never pop
squab scrap whatever it was
And live to about it and we get old cause
And keep a pack of zig zags for good old bud
We do a house what the fuck is a club
And the ese's they most of the drugs
La hell and [?]
We get yeah and we do low ride
Represent it and nope no not I
the code in every hood that you roam
Fastest way to catch a hot in your dome
O.G. the place that I call
Lac like that and it's sitting on chrome
Plaque in strap in Lac
Antennas wake you up for a rat to set a new trap
Swinging the track dripping curl juice on your
Breaking hearts like 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 just had to get up for the get
say we the next generation
But we education

Loc:]
[?] drinking mad dog
Silver satin blue Aid sagging in my Dickies
I got my on sailing through my neighborhood
Catch you on them bricks it ain't all good
door kicker Glock spitter
Black and gold flag across my when I get you
3 wheeler tipping up the Alpine
[?] while I to the grapevine
[?] blue Crips all by the door
East side rip riding banging all I know
break hotel hush puppy 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
Blue corduroys while I'm talking on my brick
14 years old had to bring the home
My uncle Sugar showed me how to bag it up
Look at the block now nigga it's up
I ain't playing you old grand pubas
Peace out ran things with no [?]
Now take a picture of 8 ball sipper
down at my shoes blue strings nigga
Goldie Loc will keep this motherfucker
The only thing I wanna hear is bang rapping

Collins:]
Some say we the generation
But we lack
Hanging with the crew of
Yeah but we one mama
and away we go
See you next week with a brand new
When you around here ain't nothing consensual
You know I funk so hard you gonna need your credential
Now I'm in the street cause I my sheep
But now I know where to that
Now how cool is when you're trying to compete
Standing next to me son you take a seat
Can't of you cut throats funk like me
You better check with Snoop and get your pedigree
Why oh why do I like that
If I am the dog you must be a cat
Now tally-ho and we go
See you next week with a brand new
I want the I want that O.G. back
a party going on in my head
While I think about the blood we shed
Then uh when the player play
There's a going on up in here

Back in the day it was cheaper to her
Hang out with friends and smoking the reefer
Pound for pound we were the in town
You had to get up for the get down
say we the next generation
But we education
with the crew of devastation
Yeah but we one mama
with the Snoopatronics bobba