Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

Bang that

No nice, I'm not
I'm not
But without no makeup on
On the mike, I'm an gare site

Noid, I got these niggaz all
Noid, I got the big boy
Noid, we got these all paranoid
Boy, Mob is on point

I got to warn ya, is California
Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it
Central couldn't hold his potential
Monumental, credentials

W Sizzle, WC, it's the fundamentals
In the of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody hold they spot
Niggaz think they hot but no not, no

Westside, the city where we
The where that niggy put that green up in the sky
Off Al Green, sippin' a OB
Who G from the L to the E to the NCH, MO to the B?

a 'chanical, back for the cash loc
It's that ignorant ass nigga, that asshole
Backhandin' ya, strapped with another
Hood eatin' pastrami cheese fries in a Phantom

Product of them palm trees, make your bleed
The Coast me is like a sack of buck weed, nigga
Without me on the list the West is like a Chevy on stock
Better throw D's on that bitch and lay low

erasin' me off the strip loc
It's Ray J or Whitney, that shit's a joke
Who made it for y'all to walk and took it back?
Somebody hand me my locs, bitch, what you lookin' at?

I got to warn ya, is California
Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it
South Central hold his potential
Monumental, hood

W Sizzle, WC, it's the fundamentals
In the of Winchell's, with the 4, 5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody hold they spot
Niggaz think hot but no they not, no

Noid, I got these niggaz all
Noid, I got the big boy
Noid, we got niggaz all paranoid
Boy, Lench Mob is on

Packin' the heat and I'm in these streets
Allow me to touch on like a Catholic priest
Westside hood nigga, kickin' mud on the glitter pants
On all you Pretty Ricky lookin'

WC baby, I got it down
Got the that'll knock yo' ass down
Got the Harley if you wanna ground pound
Got the rag '57 with the top

me, alive and kickin', pimpin' it's that Westside
Dippin' in a Hummer eatin' Church's fried chicken
With big double-barrel on me, niggaz can't ignore me
In a pair of Chuck Taylor's reclaimin' my

I got to warn ya, this is
Home grown, get ya dome blown, it back
Central couldn't hold his potential
Monumental, hood

W Sizzle, WC, it's the fundamentals
In the of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody better they spot
Niggaz think they hot but no not, no

Damn, c'mon, back to the streets it
Grip the Tec-9 like a 'cause I eats with it
And I ain't a nigga to talk peace with it, I'll squeeze it
Play for keeps with it, put you under the white with it

back on, Lench Mobbin' in a big brawn
It's been a but nigga not that long
Still Westside, dumpin' ash with the cannons
on you niggaz with them gay ass dances

From the T-shirts and caps
Real recognize real, but y'all niggaz know gangsta rap started at
Yeah, I it and ain't afraid to say it
I'm from where the sun set, my tongue for shit

You the place that introduced the world to thuggin' and dippin'
The place that got these out of town bloodin' and crippin'
The place where we gun
The place Kobe scored 81 in one motherfuckin' game

I got to ya, this is California
Home grown, get ya dome blown, it back
South Central couldn't hold his
Monumental, hood

W Sizzle, WC, it's the fundamentals
In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5
it hood, everybody better hold they spot
Niggaz they hot but no they not, no

Noid, I got these all paranoid
Noid, I got the big boy
Noid, we got these niggaz all
Boy, Lench Mob is on

Keep it hood, keep it
Mob is on point
Keep it hood, keep it hood,
Lench Mob is on