Luyện nghe bài hát We Rest In Cali

[Snoop
My goodness my gracious shell toe with the fat blue laces
Hand full of aces trumped up dump trunk wall paces
Drink til you drop cop
Old English 800 on the
Way before St. Ide's came to the
Niggas to hang out and do the pop lock
And if we got into some we never pop shots
We'd squab 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 party what the fuck is a
And the ese's sold most of the drugs
La familia and [?]
We get money and we do low ride
it and talk nope no not I
That's the code in every hood you roam
way to catch a hot slug in your dome
O.G. the place I call home
Black Lac like that and it's on chrome
Plaque in back in Lac
Antennas you up for a rat trying to set a new trap
the track dripping curl juice on your back
Breaking hearts like Roger and Zapp

Collins:]
Back in the day it was to keep her
out with your friends 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 lack

Loc:]
[?] mad dog 20/20
Silver satin Kool Aid sagging in my Dickies
I got my loccs on sailing my neighborhood
Catch you on them bricks it ain't all good
Front door Glock spitter
Black and flag across my face when I get you
3 wheeler tipping turning up the
[?] I listen to the grapevine
[?] Crips all by the front 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 peel block hunting
Blue corduroys while I'm talking on my brick
14 old had to bring the shit home
My uncle Sugar showed me how to bag it up
Look at the block now nigga it's up
I ain't playing with you old grand
out Rolando ran things with no [?]
Now take a picture of this 8 sipper
Look down at my shoes strings nigga
Goldie Loc will this motherfucker crack-a-lackin
The only thing I hear is gang bang rapping

Collins:]
Some say we the next
But we education
Hanging with the of devastation
but we one nation mama
Tally-ho and we go
See you next week a brand new show
When you funk around here ain't consensual
You know I 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 take a seat
none of you cut throats funk like me
You better check with Snoop Dogg and get your
Why oh why do I think like
If I am the dog you must be a cat
Now tally-ho and we go
See you next week a brand new show
I the bomb I want that O.G. back
There's a party on in my head
While I think about the blood that we
Then party uh when the play
There's a going on up in here

Back in the day it was to keep her
out with your 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 lack
with the crew of devastation
Yeah but we one mama
Hanging with the Snoopatronics