Luyện nghe bài hát Cali Sunshine

California sunshine, in the summer time

Last year, Jazze Phe got stuck up inside the lux,
Most recent was 50 in Angola, whats up,
Any rapper touched, any bitch could get fucked,
the California sun, impalas and big trucks,
They say Suge got knocked out, but dont that nigga cheap,
Cuz youre might wash up by the courts at Venice Beach,
Aint shit sweet but my Swisher, shit buzzin but my liquor,
Cali chickens got to the 80s strip and come back a thicker,
With ass then Delicious, thats my Flavor of Love,
We make it like Rainman, when he play with the glove,
Im the to you pawn niggas, punisher, spawn, niggas,
Playin in green, Paul Pierce to you niggas,
We barbeque, front and back lawn niggas,
Summer Jam, throw your ass offstage niggas,
We drink Aid with the ice on your arm nigga,
that Champion hoody off in the California sunshine

Im in my drop top Phantom, Wilshire boulevard,
We cant find killers so we gave Diddy a star,
And Im by far, boulevard,
but Im from a boulevard that yall to shoot out of moving cars,
Remember, New drivers like a East Coast menace,
And Belly was the sequel without O-Dogg in it,
me a New York minute,
to show you Cali got dead bodies then the Yankees got New York pennants,
Cuz we Dodgers and Impalas the windows tinted,
I duck shots where Venus and Sarena used to tennis,
And they came back, like throwin a boomerang flat,
See me, Im posted a Cincinatti pitcher in the same hat,
Its like a scene from a movie, the screen fade black,
roll up on you, Now you stuck in that Harold and Cane trap,
If you slippin in Hollywood, and you get your snatched,
I know some niggas that know some niggas, Ill get your back.

Niggas already know who had the first,
We haze and sour diesel, I was there when the water burst,
nah we dont surf, We half way go to church,
Tell you the truth, shiit, now Im in the fuckin hearse,
And it aint my night to get buried in the
But it is day to get buried by a verse,
Itll be another ten years you see an MC Ren here,
Where he been, I been there, Lambo, Im in there,
Hotter then the beginning of my with 50, Dre and Em there,
Top off the Murcialago like Victorias Secret swear,
So listen, Im so sincere, bout to work out gym wear,
Murder top ten, and tat my face with 10 tears,
10 funerals, 10 caskets,
10 3-piece Ralph suits, 10 motorbikes stopping traffic,
And 10 reasons why I got hotter than acid,
you ever, ever leave me out of the top 10 you fuckin bastards
Blaow.