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 gare site

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

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

Westside, the city where we
The city where that niggy put that 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 with another
nigga eatin' pastrami cheese fries in a Phantom

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

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

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, the 4, 5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody hold they spot
think they hot but no they not, no

Noid, I got these all paranoid
Noid, I got the big boy
Noid, we got these 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 nigga, kickin' mud on the glitter pants
On all you Ricky lookin' niggaz

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

Follow me, alive and kickin', pimpin' that Westside
Dippin' in a stretch Hummer eatin' fried chicken
that big double-barrel on me, niggaz can't 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, hood

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 hot but no they not, no

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

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

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

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

I got to ya, this 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, the 4.5 cocked
Keep it hood, everybody better they spot
Niggaz think hot but no they not, no

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

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