Luyện nghe bài hát In Cali We Live Rowdy

What's
Mr. Shadow, with my dog you know
You know how we do it in Killa
We live how we
Check it, it

I was born and raised up in the
Never leave the scene till the bomb smoke
California, we're nothing but
Though we blue rags and carry prison credentials
Continentals, hit your bumper in the parking lot
I my boys twenty G's for marking up your spot
Smoking pot, I don't stop
2320 is the hood that I'm
Entertainment, make it soft
Motherfuckers kiss the in the worldwide engagement
Confrontation, defeat is what facing
Fool, it's Mr. Shadow with ammo, ready to it
In it gets out of hand
I'm that bald motherfucker that'll scold you step-dad
You have gangster already in you
Ain't no in Dago homey, the saga continues

In
In we live rowdy
With nothing but and bangers and slangers around
In we live rowdy
nothing but riders and bangers and slangers around

I'm unloading, provoking all you mark ass
Now stay your ass doors and out of my business
you sniffing, thinking you could walk up
You best kick rocks or your ass'll get up
I'm unstoppable, of your darkest hours
One Man Battalion, smoking weed potent powder
Straight out of Dago, that I'm a married man
Not to my seora, disrespect and a buried man
I carry that make your mind struggle
Leave a motherfucker in seeing double
A couple shots to let a know
Better a fucking weapon wherever you go
I'm in another state of mind, I'm by thugs
In the 619 area we ain't a fuck
Handcuffs holding homey
I represent Wop Town, Park, Downtown fool

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In

Hell no I won't surrender to any
Motherfuck my enemies, the drama on forever
Spend a day in my hood and I put on my last name
better off jumping from the highest cascade
A self-made millionare the one and only
finest with nothing but riders around me
It's rowdy, motherfucker take your time
Cough em back to let you know that you beyond my line
Tec 9 in my waistline, now the heat
Flashing in a '62, bouncing the street
Treat guppies like a hoe-bag, I that
You don't your luck, little bitch I never hold back
Toe be a sign
For every single phony motherfucker trying to take
state line I cross, I'm the boss
Shut your mouth and sit down no finding what you lost, punk

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Everyday all day we rowdy in Killa Cali
Mr. Shadow, Fingaz, Street
You
And I'm out