Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

Bang that

No nice, I'm not
I'm not
But Fantasia without no on
On the mike, I'm an ugly gare

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

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

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

Westside, the city we ride
The city where that niggy put that up in the sky
Off that Al Green, a OB
Who G from the L to the E to the NCH, MO to the B?

a 'chanical, back for the cash loc
It's that ignorant ass nigga, motherfuckin' asshole
Backhandin' ya, with another anthem
nigga eatin' pastrami cheese fries in a Phantom

Product of them palm trees, make your lungs
The Coast me is like a sack of buck weed, nigga
Without me on the list the is like a Chevy on stock rims
Better throw some D's on that and lay low

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

I got to warn ya, this is
Home grown, get ya blown, blow it back
Central couldn't hold 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
Niggaz think they hot but no 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

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

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

Follow me, and kickin', pimpin' it's that Westside
Dippin' in a Hummer eatin' Church's fried chicken
With that big double-barrel on me, niggaz ignore me
In a pair of Taylor's reclaimin' my territory

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

W Sizzle, WC, it's 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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