Luyện nghe bài hát La

I'm in LA
The place where stars are
And it ain't never outside
Because the rain will never
And the stars only in the sky
the stars lay on the floor
And I-I-I-I-I, I got the city on lock if you wanna
And baby I been in LA

up to the Rosco's
Only guy here, cause niggas here
Know you gotta swerve around the
Eating with these chickens, politicin'
We gon' get a new or not
They up and like Impala switches
All these girls got extensions, even the long hair
Everybody tripping, we mix with Patron here
walk around alone here, everybody from a gang
Niggas ask you where you
That mean you gotta run that
Smoking on that purple
We only smoke a certain
as you call twice nigga
Welcome to the circle
Catch me off of rodeo, Alamita,
Whoop these ass, they all bums nigga, skid row
And I ain't dissing homeless people, I be down there niggas
100 days, 100 nights, we killing for no nigga
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, look at me in my

In LA
The place where are born
And it never cold outside
Because the rain never storm
And the stars ain't in the sky
Because the stars lay on the
And I-I-I-I-I, I got the city on lock if you wanna
And baby I cooling in LA

Baby when you to LA?

I'm that big blue raggin', tip toe taggin'
and mayonnaise, with Daynas on the wagon
Brown paper baggin', baby naggin'
either skinny jeans, gucci belt or straight saggin'
Pleasure and agony, black jeans
The is the wood, but the hood is like a cavity
So tragedy, rarely see clarity
I'm a (?), charity, sincerely
Los Angeles, scandalous, handle us
We the ones you get swag from, write that down
Home of the green leaf, out now
High lesson, y'all can drop out now
highway, California my way
I do it that way, roll a fat jay
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, at me in my Cadillac car

In LA
The place where are born
And it never cold outside
Because the rain will storm
And the ain't only in the sky
Because the stars lay on the
And I-I-I-I-I, I got the city on lock if you wanna
And I been cooling in LA

Baby you coming to LA?

I got LA poppin', cars be
No these hoes, they keep shoppin'
Sunset droppin', chicken heads
No recess, my flows, no stoppin'
DeLorian rollin', pockets swollen
Drive down to (?), Los is where I'm goin'
Cholo swagger, qe wassup?
I'm it, (inhale?)
LA native, LA Raider, LA Rams, traitors
LA Clippers, LA Lakers, trippin' off Kobe, you the motherfuckin'
LA Dodgers, finger to the
East Los niggas chinga to madres
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, look at me in my car

In LA
The place stars are born
And it ain't cold outside
Because the will never storm
And the stars only in the sky
Because the stars lay on the
And I-I-I-I-I, I got the city on lock if you explore
And baby I been in-
(Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton, Compton)

It's time to blackout, to spit this crack out
been finding for this shit, Aftermath crackhouse
The way I spit, niggas'll think I pulled the out
I said the way I spit, niggas'll I blew J-Lo back out
Still Compton nigga, fuck y'all I went on vacation?
Same nigga that used to break in houses and steal
I hate
I told Dre to put out Detox, or do it
This is that nigga, The Chronic mixed with embalming
Bring your chin blood, so I can put this lama to it
Disrespectful nigga, see this window? I your mama through it
Do it for the coast, so we can to it
Who you all the Pirus? The SA's and how the Los do it?
Similar to how the vice lords and do it
You remember bump Jay, out west, I'm the to it
Put on for my city bitch I'm supposed to do it
Outta Compton, I'm the fucken movie poster to it, nigga
(Compton)

Mitchel, we out
(Woah? Ya dat)