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 site

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

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

W Sizzle, WC, it's the fundamentals
In the back of Winchell's, with the 4.5
Keep it hood, everybody hold they spot
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 that Al Green, 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, that asshole
ya, strapped with another anthem
Hood nigga eatin' pastrami cheese in a Phantom

Product of them palm trees, make your bleed
The Coast without me is like a 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
like Ray J or Whitney, that shit's a joke
Who made it safe for y'all to walk and took it
hand me my locs, punk bitch, what you lookin' at?

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

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

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

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

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

Follow me, alive and kickin', pimpin' it's Westside
Dippin' in a stretch Hummer 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, this is
Home grown, get ya blown, blow it back
South Central couldn't his potential
Monumental, credentials

W Sizzle, WC, it's like the
In the of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked
Keep it hood, 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
Play for keeps it, put you under the white sheet with it

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

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

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

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

W Sizzle, WC, it's like the
In the of Winchell's, with the 4.5 cocked
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 these niggaz all
Boy, Mob is on point

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