Luyện nghe bài hát Paranoid

Bang shit

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 all paranoid
Boy, Mob is on point

I got to warn ya, is California
grown, get ya dome 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
it hood, everybody better hold they spot
Niggaz they hot but no they not, no

Westside, the city where we
The city where that 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, back for the loc
that ignorant ass nigga, that motherfuckin' asshole
Backhandin' ya, strapped another anthem
Hood nigga eatin' pastrami cheese in a Phantom

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

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

I got to ya, this is California
grown, get ya dome 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
Keep it hood, everybody better hold they
Niggaz 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, Lench Mob is on

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

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

Follow me, alive and kickin', pimpin' it's that
in a stretch Hummer eatin' Church's fried chicken
With that big on me, niggaz can't ignore me
In a pair of Chuck reclaimin' my territory

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

W Sizzle, WC, like the fundamentals
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, Lench Mob is on

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