Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

Bang that

No nice, I'm not
I'm not
But Fantasia no makeup on
On the mike, I'm an ugly site

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

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

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

Westside, the city where we
The city where 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?

Bustin' a 'chanical, back for the loc
that ignorant ass nigga, that motherfuckin' asshole
Backhandin' ya, strapped another anthem
Hood nigga eatin' cheese fries in a Phantom

of them palm trees, make your lungs bleed
The Coast without me is 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

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

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

Packin' the heat and I'm back in streets
Allow me to on y'all like a Catholic priest
Westside gritty nigga, kickin' mud on the glitter pants
On all you Pretty lookin' niggaz

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

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

I got to warn ya, is California
Home grown, get ya blown, blow it back
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, better hold they spot
Niggaz think hot but no they not, no

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

It's back on, Lench Mobbin' in a big
It's been a while but nigga not that
Still Westside, chronic ash with the cannons
Bustin' on you with them gay ass dances

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

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

I got to ya, this is California
grown, get ya dome blown, blow it back
South Central couldn't his potential
Monumental, credentials

W Sizzle, WC, it's the fundamentals
In the back of Winchell's, the 4.5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody better they spot
think 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, Mob is on point

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