Luyện nghe bài hát Always Into Something (L.A. Leakers Remix)

100 and runnin'
Always something
Yelling the police
Like I'm up out of Compton
niggas don't die
Appetite for
Just a nigga with an
Always into

on eights, dope boys on crates
Swiss on watch, 45 on the waist
Got a million hustle, a rich nigga face
cocaine, rack it up on the plate
Alpina Beamer with the cavalier
My dribble down in VA on the run from the DEA
when niggas wore button ups and white ups like
H O V A, and everybody had Ye 808s & Heartbreak
The streets was a shark tank, put in the gold link
And loyalty was
Your lady held you down, with or without a ring
dope wasn't settling
If you could smoke it they was it
Hard grind
A street nigga pedigree, tryna leave a kingpin
Pockets fat Ledisi, thank you to the heavenly
Father for them dollars, I got it than the letter T

100 and runnin'
Always into
Yelling the police
Like I'm up out of Compton
niggas don't die
Appetite for
Just a nigga an attitude
Always into

Dope man, dope man, that's what yelling
Pockets of stones and an automatic weapon
Teenage outlaws, rebels without
Lost in this jungle where is flawed
Middle finger to the law, best friends lay in
And they why our attitude's raw
A nigga never take a fall, that's on god
Or never take on the false
Before happens niggas blocks getting taked off
Appetite for
how we all function, and we get it how we live
Even if gun busting
Number crunching with 8 balls for luncheon
Anything to keep from touching
Rims bumping, I it on Cube
He it gets funky, a subject and a predicate
F the police, a gangster nigga's etiquette
And this nine with cop killers that's sitting on my hip

100 miles and
Always into
Yelling fuck the
Like I'm up out of Compton
Real don't die
Appetite for
Just a nigga with an
into something