Luyện nghe bài hát We Rest In Cali

[Snoop
My goodness my shell toe Adidas with the fat blue laces
Hand full of aces trumped up dump trunk white wall
Drink til you drop cop
Old 800 on the block
Way before St. Ide's to the spot
used to hang out and do the pop lock
And if we got some shit we never pop shots
We'd squab scrap it was
And live to talk about it and we get old
And keep a pack of zig zags for that old bud
We do a party what the fuck is a club
And the they sold most of the drugs
La familia and [?]
We get money yeah and we do low
it and talk nope no not I
That's the code in every hood that you
Fastest way to catch a hot in your dome
O.G. the place I call home
Black Lac like and it's sitting on chrome
Plaque in strap in Lac
Antennas you up for a rat trying to set a new trap
the track dripping curl juice on your back
Breaking like Roger and Zapp motherfucker

Collins:]
Back in the day it was to keep her
Hang out with your friends and smoking the
for pound we were the baddest in town
You just had to get up for the get
Some say we the next
But we lack

Loc:]
[?] mad dog 20/20
Silver satin Kool Aid sagging in my Dickies
I got my loccs on sailing through my
Catch you slipping on bricks it ain't all good
door kicker Glock spitter
Black and flag across my face when I get you
3 wheeler turning up the Alpine
[?] I listen to the grapevine
[?] Crips all by the front door
East side rip riding banging all I know
Heart break hotel hush puppy kicker
I grew up on that crazy one nigga
If you locc from my block hop something
And I ain't talking bout no nigga block hunting
Blue while I'm talking on my brick phone
14 years old had to bring the shit
My uncle Bear showed me how to bag it up
Look at the block now nigga sewed up
I ain't with you old grand pubas
Peace out ran things with no [?]
Now a picture of this 8 ball sipper
down at my shoes blue strings nigga
Goldie Loc will keep this crack-a-lackin
The only thing I wanna is gang bang rapping

[Bootsy
Some say we the generation
But we education
Hanging with the of devastation
but we one nation mama
Tally-ho and we go
See you next week with a new show
When you funk around here ain't nothing
You know I funk so hard you gonna need your credential
Now I'm in the street I lost my sheep
But now I know where to find
Now how cool is cold when you're to compete
next to me son you better take a seat
Can't none of you cut throats funk me
You better with Snoop Dogg and get your pedigree
Why oh why do I think like
If I am with the dog you be a cat
Now tally-ho and we go
See you week with a brand new show
I want the bomb I want that O.G.
There's a going on in my head
I think about the blood that we shed
Then party uh when the player
There's a party going on up in

Back in the day it was cheaper to her
Hang out with your friends and 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 education
with the crew of devastation
Yeah but we one mama
with the Snoopatronics bobba