paroles de chanson Fuckin' Wit Uh Houseparty - Ice Cube , MC Ren
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
It
all
started
on
a
Saturday
night,
I
was
at
the
Tilt
Faded
off
a
eightball,
when
I
got
the
phone
call
I
recognized
the
voice
right
off
the
bat
Octavia,
a.k.a.
the
neighbor-hood-rat
I
used
to
run
up
in
her
but
I
had
to
play
broke
'Cause
the
bitch
was
known
to
twist
mo'
than
hundred
spokes
Talkin
bout
a
party
she
was
givin
and
niggaz
was
dippin
She
wanted
me
and
my
crew
to
come
through
and
I
couldn't
find
CJ,
Toones
was
out
of
town
And
Mack
and
Cube
wasn't
out
nowhere
to
be
found
And
all
that
bendin
solo
shit,
played
out
with
Cooley
High
Even
in
the
movie
Damon
caught
a
black
eye
bitch!
Ain't
no
peace
treaty
motherfuckers
is
losin
In
nineteen-ninety-eight,
ain't
too
many
niggaz
chosin
So
what
makes
you
think
I'm
comin
out
tonight
hoe?
You
must
be
on
Triple
D:
Dick,
Dope
and
Dynamite
She
kept
claimin
that
security
was
tight
And
if
I
came,
we'd
both
be
comin
tonight
So
I
jumped
off
my
kizznouch,
grabbed
a
coat
and
my
coat
Picturin
my
dick
all
down
this
bitch
throat
Loaded
up
my
heater,
took
the
black
nina
Jumped
in
my
rizzide,
headed
for
the
Westside
Rollin
in
the
rigga
with
the
naughty
Bumpin
"Flashlight"
fool,
headed
for
the
party
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Uh-huh,
uh-huh,
fuckin
with
house
party
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Shit
ain't
safe
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Kids
don't
try
this
at
home
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
It's
goin
down,
the
music
got
the
whole
block
blastin
And
all
I
see
is
titties
and
bitches
with
big
asses
I
couldn't
make
it
through,
I
had
to
go
back
And
park
around
the
corner
cause
the
street
was
packed
So
now
I'm
bailin
to
the
party,
eyes
damn
near
shut
Heater
on
my
side,
plus
I'm
high
as
fuck
Straight
trippin
off
40's,
hoodrats
and
shit
With
niggaz
names
tatted
on
they
ankles
and
wrists
And
all
these
Cutlasses
next
to
empty
bottles
of
Hennesey
An
early
indication
of
gangbangin
activity
Got
to
the
do',
no
security
in
sight
Just
niggaz
ridin
on
me,
what
that
whoopty-woop
like?
I
felt
like
I
straight
mark,
walkin
in
the
house
Gettin
punked
by
niggaz
too
young
to
get
in
Magic
Mountain
So
I
rolled
back
on
em,
right
on
the
spot
Told
em,
"Fuck
your
set!"
That's
when
I
heard
the
music
stop
"Hey
nigga
what
that
stand
for
on
your
arm?"
"Ni-niggaz
havin
cash"
"You
mean
niggaz
havin
a
collision"
"Get
that
nigga!"
"Don't
let
that
nigga
fall!
Don't
let
him
fall!"
Stretched
out
on
the
flo',
gettin
fucked
up
All
I
saw
was
knucklehammers
and
bottom
of
niggaz
Chuck's
Bitches
screamin,
"Kick
that
nigga
ass
for
me!"
He's
teemin
on
my
dome,
ain't
no
motherfuckin
sympathy
I
grabbed
my
heat
and
started
dumpin,
hit
the
back
do'
Scot
free
loc
and
who
did
I
see?
Octavia,
pussy
wet,
drunk
on
the
ground
Passed
out
on
her
stomach
with
her
pants
hangin
down
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Shit
ain't
no
joke
loc,
fuckin
with
a
house
party!
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Niggas
is
gettin
gunned
down
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Ha
hah,
I
don't
know
about
where
y'all
from
But
it
ain't
goin
down
where
I'm
from
Fuckin
with
a
house
party!
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Shit
is
real,
check
it
out
Woke
up
the
next
day,
little
cut
on
my
arm
One
on
my
eyes
and
head,
more
knots
than
Barry
Vaughn
Called
the
hoe
up
and
cussed
her
punk
ass
out
She
had
the
nerve
to
ask
why
a
nigga
turned
the
party
out?
Nigga
I
scream
on
that
bitch,
I
banged
on
that
bitch
Nutted
up
on
that
bitch,
hung
up
on
the
bitch
Stank-ass
skank
got
niggaz
crossin
enemy
lines
I
should've
stayed
home
and
listened
to
my
first
mind
Cause
now
a
nigga's
layin
down
mad
at
the
world
Lookin
like
the
Elephant
Man
with
a
jheri
curl
Sittin
at
killa
King
with
forty-fo'
stitches
Fuckin
with
these
parties
and
these
punk
ass
bitches
Fuck
a
house
party!
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Ha
hah,
you
know
what
I'm
sayin?
Fuckin
with
a
house
party!
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
This
shit
is
real
loc,
you
know
what
I'm
sayin?
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Ay
Toones,
tell
these
motherfuckers
Fuckin
with
a
house
party
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Ain't
nuttin
but
motherfuckin
bandana
swingin
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Y'all
know
what
time
it
is
Bandana
season
loc,
ha
hah
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Fuckin
with
a
house
party!
"L.A.!
Californ-I-A!"
Fuckin
with
a
house
party!
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