Luyện nghe bài hát We Rest In Cali

[Snoop
My my gracious shell toe Adidas with the fat blue laces
Hand full of trumped up dump trunk white wall paces
Drink til you motherfucker cop
Old English 800 on the
Way before St. Ide's came to the
Niggas used to hang out and do the pop
And if we got into some we never pop shots
We'd squab whatever it was
And to talk about it and we get old cause
And keep a pack of zig for that good old bud
We do a party what the fuck is a club
And the ese's they sold of the drugs
La hell and [?]
We get money yeah and we do low
it and talk nope no not I
That's the code in every that you roam
Fastest way to catch a hot slug in your
O.G. the place I call home
Black Lac 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 curl juice on your back
Breaking hearts like and Zapp motherfucker

[Bootsy
in the day it was cheaper to keep her
Hang out with your friends and 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 lack

[Goldie
[?] mad dog 20/20
Silver blue Kool Aid sagging in my Dickies
I got my on sailing through my neighborhood
Catch you slipping on them bricks it all good
Front door kicker spitter
Black and gold flag across my when I get you
3 tipping turning up the Alpine
[?] I listen to the grapevine
[?] blue all by the front door
East side rip gang banging all I know
Heart break hush puppy neck kicker
I grew up on crazy one five nigga
If you locc from my then hop something
And I ain't talking bout no peel block hunting
Blue corduroys I'm talking on my brick phone
14 years old had to bring the shit
My uncle Sugar Bear me how to bag it up
Look at the block now nigga sewed up
I ain't playing with you old pubas
Peace out Rolando ran with no [?]
Now a picture of this 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 of devastation
Yeah but we one nation
and away we go
See you next week with a brand new
When you funk around 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 where to find
Now how is cold when you're trying to compete
Standing next to me son you take a seat
Can't none of you cut throats funk me
You better check with Snoop Dogg and get pedigree
Why oh why do I think that
If I am the dog you must be a cat
Now tally-ho and we go
See you week with a brand new show
I want the I want that O.G. back
There's a party on in my head
While I think about the blood that we
Then uh when the player play
There's a party going on up in

Back in the day it was 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
Some say we the next
But we lack
with the crew of devastation
Yeah but we one mama
Hanging with the bobba