Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

Bang that

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

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

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

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

Westside, the city we ride
The city where 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?

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

of them palm trees, make your lungs bleed
The Coast without me is like a sack of buck weed,
Without me on the list the West is like a on stock rims
Better throw D's on that bitch 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
Somebody me my locs, punk bitch, what you lookin' at?

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

W Sizzle, WC, it's the fundamentals
In the of Winchell's, with the 4, 5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody hold they spot
think they hot but no they 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

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

WC baby, I got it locked
Got the that'll knock yo' ass down
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
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
Home grown, get ya dome blown, it back
South Central couldn't 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

Damn, c'mon, back to the streets it
Grip the like a spoon 'cause I eats with it
And I ain't a nigga to talk peace with it, I'll with it
Play for keeps with it, put you under the sheet with it

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

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

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

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

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

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

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