Luyện nghe bài hát La

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

Pull up to the
Only guy here, cause niggas from
Know you gotta swerve around the
chickens with these chickens, politicin'
We get a new team or not
They up and down like switches
All these got extensions, even with the long hair
Everybody tripping, we mix Ciroc with Patron
Don't walk around alone here, everybody from a
Niggas ask you you from
That mean you gotta run chain
Smoking on that purple
We smoke a certain strain
Soon as you call twice
to the circle maine
Catch me off of rodeo, Alamita,
Whoop these rappers ass, all bums nigga, skid row
And I ain't dissing people, I be down there feeding niggas
100 days, 100 nights, we for no reason nigga
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, at me in my Impala

In LA
The where stars are born
And it ain't never outside
the rain 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 wanna
And baby I been 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', mama naggin'
You're either skinny jeans, gucci belt or saggin'
Pleasure and agony, black jeans
The wood is the wood, but the is like a cavity
So tragedy, rarely see clarity
I'm a (?), charity, sincerely
Los Angeles, scandalous, handle us
We the you get your 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, then a fat jay
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la, look at me in my 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 baby I cooling in LA

Baby when you to LA?

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

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

It's time to blackout, to spit this crack out
Niggas been for this shit, Aftermath crackhouse
The way I spit, niggas'll think I the mack out
I said the way I spit, niggas'll think I blew back out
Still Compton nigga, fuck y'all thought I on vacation?
Same nigga that used to break in houses and steal
I hate
I Dre to put out Detox, or I'mma do it
This is that nigga, The mixed with embalming fluid
Bring your chin here blood, so I can put lama to it
Disrespectful nigga, see this window? I send your through it
Do it for the coast, so we can to it
Who showed you all the Pirus? The and how the Los do it?
Similar to how the vice lords and do it
You bump Jay, out west, I'm the closest to it
Put on for my bitch cause I'm supposed to do it
Straight Outta Compton, I'm the fucken poster to it, nigga
(Compton)

Mitchel, we out
(Woah? Ya dat)