Luyện nghe bài hát Only in California

Speak on it, my nigga, on it
(And my goes)

in California
Where niggaz pull and run upon ya
(Get grind on)
in California
(California)
(Get your on)
Where pull heat and run upon ya
(Run ya)

Ice Cube, the don
Doggy Dogg, a.k.a. Tha Doggfather
Mack 10, alias the Chicken Hawk, gangstas rules
'Cause you the with no rules
(California)
got nothing to lose, we got everything to lose

Threw his ass in, he feel the fin of the
I negotiate, "Mack is the shooter"
You the nigga on the strapped to this gurney
We breads with accounts and attorneys

Currency never me
got the balls to murder me?
Degree higher than a 33, tell 'em you drank
Never tell 'em what you thinkin', never tell 'em where the stankin'

Fuck Lincoln, fuck Jackson, Franklin, what you thankin'?
Hope your man come with the
Let me see you dance on, no longer
If you don't drop off then walk off, watch him, him

in California
(Speak on it)
Where niggaz pull heat and run ya
in California
(California)
Where niggaz pull and run upon ya
(Run ya)
(Hey fuck)

Them West Coast niggaz is real set
[Incomprehensible] zippas on a for them chippas
Slidin' we ridin', not even hittin' switches
at the high school gettin' at them young bitches

I got the dove sacks, homies love
"Nigga, the bud at?" Hollering at my big homeboy who fresh out
Hangin' at my grand house, homie burnt out
What you gonna do when you get out of

I'm have some fun
What do you consider An ounce and about five hun
So I put him on a move that I about
him with a homegirl from the South, good lookin' out

Money made, plug a in the game
when he represent the same thing I claim
Damn, they make niggaz like they used to
That's probably why I keep a grip on my deuce, deuce
'Cause everybody wanna be a star in the city of dope, a.k.a.

in California
Where niggaz pull heat and run ya
in California
(California)
Where niggaz heat and run upon ya
(Run ya)

have we? A house full of cavi? No, stress
Well ridas from different sides of the West
Got the lickin' up so hard, we stickin' up
Niggaz tired of the so we all clic it up

Nigga, please, we trippin' off C's and B's
It's the Westside Connect the DPG's
For the cheese we jab with the gift of the gab always
Mack, Cube and Snoop rappin', now, how did happen?

It's all good, so peep game if you could
Snoop be from Beach and I be from Inglewood
Now, you despise it came to yo surprise
Two known enemies now becoming allies

In we parlay the G way
Some wear red and black and sport blue and gray
Well, gangstas don't dance, we boogie and bang
So the Westside Connect with the Dogg Pound Gang

Only in
Where niggaz pull and run upon ya
Only in
(California)
Where niggaz pull heat and run ya
(Run ya)

There we have it, Ice Cube, the big fish
Rollin' with the atomic dog, Snoop Doggy
Down the ring leader, Mack motherfuckin' 10
Coming back again, nigga, we make and spend, nigga

And my goes, and my heat goes
And my goes, and my heat goes

And my goes
Boom boom, boom boom boom
And my heat
Boom boom boom, boom boom

And my goes
boom boom, boom boom boom
And my heat
Boom boom, boom boom boom
And my heat goes, I'll be