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 gare site

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

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

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

Westside, the city we ride
The city that 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, for the cash loc
It's that ignorant ass nigga, motherfuckin' asshole
Backhandin' ya, strapped another anthem
Hood nigga eatin' pastrami 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

erasin' 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 took it
Somebody hand me my locs, punk bitch, what you at?

I got to warn ya, is California
Home grown, get ya dome blown, blow it
South couldn't hold his potential
Monumental, hood

W Sizzle, WC, like the fundamentals
In the back of Winchell's, the 4, 5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody hold they spot
Niggaz think they hot but no not, no

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

From the and Starter caps
Real recognize real, but y'all niggaz know 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 introduced the world to thuggin' and dippin'
The place got these out of town niggaz bloodin' and crippin'
The place where we gun
The same place Kobe scored 81 in one game

I got to warn ya, is California
Home grown, get ya blown, blow it back
South Central couldn't hold his
Monumental, hood

W Sizzle, WC, like the fundamentals
In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5
Keep it hood, everybody better hold spot
Niggaz they 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, Lench Mob is on

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