Luyện nghe bài hát Cali Niggaz

The Game

From
in Seminole Hospital nigga,
November 29,
On G shit
My ain't scream or nothing
And I ain't never nigga

The [Screwed]

Motherfucker I'm Compton, the hub city,
I brought some thugs me,
set up shop and get rid of drugs quickly,
drive Cutlass Supremes, on D's, puff sticky,
love Tupac to death and bump Biggie.
to the west side,
where Tec's fly,
dope boys them S5's,
come smoke and get the high,
who the said the west died,
you dead, the left side,
I will & Koch, pop shots, for my [Cali Niggas].
Deal niggas, then smoking aces fucking my [Cali Niggas].
them with poker faces,
red rag, pull it down so they it's Jayceon,
riding Wilshire,
07 Charger, K&M Filter,
high speed it up for my [Cali Niggas].
My life real like it was by Hype Williams,
I started off with visions of stacking to the ceiling.
The gang banging, the more killing,
the more dealing,
the cap peeling.
We all Niggaz]

Ya Boy

Ay, Frisco,
never a 6-4,
they ghost ride, ghost ride,
but Ya Boy is low pro.
on the low though,
Black Tims, polo,
peekhole,
nose 4-4.
Ya never got hands dirty,
I'm with the grams early,
Puffing life by the heard me.
a bird,
the curb.
And if I get caught put me in a cell with my Niggas].
On the block, busting shots my Cali Niggas,
with them boys up in Watts, we all [Cali Niggas].
We run deep, hit and rally niggas,
Hurricane Game, them up, let me tally niggas.
makers,
call them big guns, makers,
let the 'em introduce them to the undertaker.
trees,
big sun the calm breeze,
you can call me one of the re, [Cali Niggas].

K-Dot

Yes, Cali,
home of the Taylors, not Bally's,
far Vegas, but Sin City,
Abso, put me on it, in the air,
the vapors,
house parties, hungover morning, see thats a [Cali Nigga]
You see I'm from the blocks,
Compton, California where rather get caught with your gun on you,
see as hot as a sauna,
and in the winter time, niggas don't walk out kissing they momma,
life of a Nigga].
Hip-hop trying to take the life of us Niggas].
Don't call rappers, address them as Bill O'Reilly niggas,
but we gon get them and we kill em, address them as Hally niggas.
never the more they say they ain't feeling [Cali Niggas].
When ya'll was ditching class over these man,
I was at Centennial catching fades dice games.
one years ago, 350 days,
350 ways, I switch the flow, a hot [Cali
I am a dude to work with,
your life or destroy these rap verses,
a bitch,
so I buy whatever she wants, and hope can be my reimburstment.
Milk the game until I see a hundred cows this earth surface,
at I was parched, but now I'm the thristiest,
dehydrated,
hungry, frustrated,
one of the greatest [Cali

[Screwed]

Hey, Hey,
Hey, Hey,
I'm on the Wall Street a stock broker,
then I'm back to the hood where pop toasters,
Every nigga screaming war, is not soldiers,
selling crack in the hood my [Cali Niggas]
Look, I'm shitting on moving,
this on my chain ain't a it's a movement,
fuck caps, it's a nail in the coffin,
look, I arms like heroin addicts,
look, a hater get drastic,
you my son, they me, you end up a bastard. ha
I got the internet nuts,
bitches hitting me on say they want to suck him up,
you want beef? the fuck is up?
If so we meet, I got heat for these [Cali Niggas].
When I spit, the will feel something,
why I stay on the block, I'm still hustling,
When you shit on the drop my pumping,
a spot like a mailbox, it's the bills come in.
Me and Hurricane in an S5,
a nigga up, take him for a test drive,
tie the nigga up, him how the west ride,
South Central LA, I'm a Nigga]
Where the was born,
sure your vest is worn,
cause nigga's will ya chest when the Tec is drawn,
nigga's will ya deck, then pull your card,
try to act hard on the boulevard,
you know it's me in the coupe I'm speeding through,
the say I whip colt like a vehicle.
three birds, a bitch, brick, and 4 Fif,
with them three, I take over the strip,
no shit,
the skinny is no bitch,
this, I'm so loyal to my [Cali Niggas]

Jay-Rock

Crusing through my to see whats good,
my block considered Death Row but we never signed to Shug,
California, I got my in it,
disrespect, get ya shot, I'm bartending.
Me and Game we blood brothers different pops,
he the seed of Compton, I'm Harlem, Watts.
a dub,
a snub,
busting at any motherfucker who be with us.
is Watts, California, gutterville, U.S.A.,
gangbang capital, crackhouses, tape,
through the city streets,
cannon under my seat,
in the back of the trunk, who want it with beef?
Seperate your soul your flesh if you ever hate,
keep your comments to yourself, watch your levitate,
South LA,
nigga the place to be,
in my house, counting big is the place for me.
Blow good dro, and G rides,
gangbanging and slanging, the whole nine,
Taylors, red strings, and khaki suits,
Black & Milds, blunts, and Absolut,
Killa Kali, scrapping we clap you fool,
fuck the talk, your gat, we're blasting two's.
the block to the booth I'm the realest,
Jay-Rock nigga and I do it for my [Cali

Topic {The Game}

Who the fuck want to snatch you me?
and I don't chase bitches nigga I after money,
hungry,
trying to eat till my bust,
I'm Cali raised, ghetto slang, you us?
It's boss' nigga,
I put it down I'm dropping the habit,
smoke an and get up with more bounce than a rabbit.
Got to have it like a fiend,
big face hundreds till my thumbs green.
Interested in major money and moves,
and get em wet up like a shower do,
how we do.
Street you when we ride up on ya,
I represent that Covina, California.
Sixty-six hit more licks than a roll,
give me a mic, a bad bitch, and I'm to go,
flow,
game like a eskimo,
T.K.O. dawg,
I think they let it go,
arsenal.
I heat it up, I to flame a mic, {Topic loosen up}
I Game, my game to tight,
I'm out of like Haley's Comet,
up my set, boss' life, like I'm sick and vomit,
bow to the realest, nigga pay your homage,
in the city of 600's and Chronic, haha, West.
And I'ma stay clutching, the trigger,
talk shit, fuck around and get ride by us [Cali Niggas]

Ay, whose back in the 'Lac on walls,
big body, the same as Lysol,
hit the block up, if an enemy turn the off,
and pull up on the ass nigga to turn his life off.
out!, Block out!,
busting, watch the fall,
I told em about them self-self niggas, we ain't like y'all.
We on other ish,
my will smother shit,
from my Piru down to them Eastside Crips.
I thug like my last, ask Jesus,
he missed the beat of my heart, and won't neither,
a leader,
in the two-seater,
off to the spot, get bread, and kick my feet up.
I'm knocking down,
when I around,
better a nigga cheesey, everybody face down.
I represent the city, the of the Lakers,
Inglewood, authentic we paper chasing, a Cali Nigga.