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 ain't only in the sky
Because the stars lay on the
And I-I-I-I-I, I got the on lock if you wanna explore
And baby I cooling in LA

Pull up to the
guy here, cause niggas from here
Know you gotta around the potholes
Eating chickens these chickens, politicin'
We gon' get a new or not
They up and like Impala switches
All these girls got extensions, even with the hair
tripping, we mix Ciroc with Patron here
Don't walk around alone here, from a gang
Niggas ask you where you
That you gotta run that chain
Smoking on purple rain
We smoke a certain strain
as you call twice nigga
Welcome to the circle
Catch me off of rodeo, Alamita,
Whoop rappers ass, they all bums nigga, skid row
And I dissing homeless 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, look at me in my

In LA
The place stars are born
And it ain't never outside
Because the will 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 explore
And baby I been in LA

Baby you coming to LA?

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

In LA
The place stars are born
And it never cold outside
Because the rain will never
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 I been cooling in LA

Baby you coming to LA?

I got LA poppin', be hoppin'
No refreshing hoes, they keep shoppin'
droppin', chicken heads flockin'
No recess, my flows, no stoppin'
DeLorian rollin', pockets swollen
Drive down to (?), East Los is I'm goin'
Cholo swagger, qe pasa
I'm it, (inhale?)
LA native, LA Raider, LA Rams, motherfuckin'
LA Clippers, LA Lakers, trippin' off Kobe, you the 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 stars are born
And it ain't cold outside
Because the will never storm
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 explore
And I been coolin' 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 thought I went on vacation?
Same nigga that used to in houses and steal PlayStation's
I waitin'
I Dre to put out Detox, or I'mma do it
This is that nigga, The Chronic mixed with fluid
Bring chin here blood, so I can put this lama to it
Disrespectful nigga, see this I send 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 and folks 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)