Luyện nghe bài hát Cali Niggaz

The Game

From
Born in Seminole nigga,
29, 1979
On G shit
My moms ain't or nothing
And I ain't never cried

The [Screwed]

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

Ya Boy

Ay, Frisco,
never a 6-4,
might ghost ride, ghost ride,
but Ya Boy is low pro.
on the low though,
Black Tims, polo,
peekhole,
long 4-4.
Ya never got your 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 with my [Cali Niggas].
On the block, busting shots with my 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 thunderquake 'em introduce to the undertaker.
trees,
big sun with the breeze,
you can call me one of the re, [Cali Niggas].

[Screwed]

Yes, Cali,
of the Chuck Taylors, not Bally's,
far Vegas, but Sin City,
Abso, put me on it, in the air,
the vapors,
house parties, through morning, see thats a [Cali Nigga]
You see I'm the murderous blocks,
Compton, where you'd 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,
of a [Cali Nigga].
Hip-hop trying to take the of us [Cali Niggas].
call them rappers, address them as Bill O'Reilly niggas,
but we gon get them and we kill em, address as some Hally niggas.
never the more they say they feeling these [Cali Niggas].
When ya'll was ditching over these hoes man,
I was at catching fades over dice games.
one years ago, 350 days,
350 ways, I switch the flow, a hot Nigga]
I am a dude to work with,
destroy 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 roaming 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 like a broker,
then I'm back to the hood they pop toasters,
Every nigga war, they is not soldiers,
selling crack in the hood my [Cali Niggas]
Look, I'm shitting on moving,
this on my chain a label it's a movement,
fuck with caps, it's a 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 myspace say want to suck him up,
you want What the fuck is up?
If so when we meet, I got heat for [Cali Niggas].
When I spit, the will feel something,
that's why I stay on the block, I'm hustling,
you shit on the drop my shit 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 up, show him how the west ride,
South Central LA, I'm a Nigga]
the best was born,
make sure vest is worn,
cause nigga's split ya chest when the Tec is drawn,
will split ya deck, then pull your card,
just try to act on the boulevard,
you know it's me in the when I'm speeding through,
the fiend's say I whip colt a vehicle.
It's birds, a bitch, brick, and 4 Fif,
them three, I take over the whole strip,
no shit,
the skinny is no bitch,
this, I'm so loyal to my [Cali Niggas]

Jay-Rock

Crusing through my hood to see good,
my block considered Row but we ain't 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 of Compton, I'm from 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,
chopper in the of the trunk, who want it with beef?
Seperate your from your flesh if you ever hate,
keep your comments to yourself, your soul levitate,
Central LA,
nigga it's the to be,
in my house, counting big is the place for me.
good dro, and ride G rides,
gangbanging and cane slanging, the nine,
Taylors, red strings, and khaki suits,
Black & Milds, blunts, and Absolut,
Killa Kali, fuck we clap you fool,
fuck the talk, bring your gat, we're two's.
the block to the booth I'm the realest,
Jay-Rock nigga and I do it for my Niggas]

Topic [Screwed] Game}

Who the fuck to snatch you from me?
and I don't chase nigga I chase after money,
hungry,
trying to eat my belly bust,
I'm raised, ghetto slang, you smelling us?
It's boss' nigga,
I put it down I'm dropping the habit,
smoke an ounce and get up with bounce than a rabbit.
Got to have it a crack fiend,
counting big face till my thumbs green.
Interested in major and power moves,
interfere and get em wet up like a do,
how we do.
Street you when we ride up on ya,
I represent that Covina, California.
hit more licks than a tootsie 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 like to flame a mic, {Topic up}
I Game, my game to tight,
I'm out of sight like Comet,
throw up my set, boss' life, I'm sick and vomit,
bow down to the realest, pay your homage,
in the of 600's and mostly Chronic, haha, West.
And stay clutching, busting the trigger,
talk that shit, fuck around and get ride by us Niggas]

Ay, back in the 'Lac on white walls,
big body, the same as Lysol,
hit the block up, if an turn the lights off,
and pull up on the fake ass to turn his life off.
out!, Block out!,
busting, the bike fall,
I em about them self-self made niggas, we ain't like y'all.
We on other ish,
my goons will shit,
from my Piru niggas down to them Crips.
I thug like my last, ask Jesus,
he never 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 doors down,
I come around,
better have a nigga cheesey, face down.
I represent the city, the of the Lakers,
Inglewood, riding authentic we paper chasing, a Nigga.