Luyện nghe bài hát Crip Hop

I'm of that punk shit, where niggaz claim to done
Where they and who run shit, I bang it to the tip-top
Can't stop, won't stop, gang bang hit rocks
To the last drip-drop, to the tick tock, to the blocks niggaz rip
I'm knowin' that this shit hot, this first introduction
To this crip hop

It's to research the documents and pull some files
and put it down with this style
'Cause I be niggaz being more aggressive now
After peace treaty meetings and the weapons

Sport Chucks 'member once it was and sandals
To me it's unlikely that you're and skanless
To manage this I call my rep
Every step stay on deck keepin' in check

murder guide through the streets of death
Where the ya slip soon as ya weakness met
that real killer deal get ya steal and mash
Niggaz have done did when the blast

filled with cash, fuck a Benz or Jag
Lookin' rough in a bucket, tuckin' and Macs
Dip roam, phones, flip and clock
shots and the cops and control your block

Keep it true the crew from the old to new
Ride providin' 'em with guidance like your to do
who, participatin' all the activity
That's how we G, strictly killer tendencies

So death to all my and to the homies
Who rest in peace, a dub bag and
These weak niggaz killin' me their proclivity
To pro climate that they as real as me

I'm of that punk shit, where niggaz claim to done
Where from and who run shit, I bang it to the tip-top
Can't stop, stop, droppin' gang bang hit rocks
To the last drip-drop, to the tick tock, to the blocks niggaz rip
I'm knowin' that this shit hot, this first introduction
To motherfuckin' crip hop

Yeah this crip, crip, crip, talk shit and I'ma bust yo' lip
I'm gettin chips in the summer in a Hummer
In D.C., fuckin' a breezy, easy, see we see all we can see
G.R. we can G, the East family, coherent, cohesive, the co-pilot

On this side shit 'cuz, I'm co-signin'
On the East fuck peace we violent
Fuck where you been it's all about where I
Sirens, gunshots, glocks get popped

When they all try to knock knock
Who is it? Visit the papers, the streets and the
We got the hottest shit burnin' on the
I won't deny ya, I'm a straight rider and you wanna fuck with me
(Yeh, yeh)

I'm tired of that punk shit, where niggaz claim to
Where they from and who run shit, I it to the tip-top
Can't stop, won't stop, droppin' gang hit rocks
To the last drip-drop, to the tick tock, to the blocks rip glocks
I'm knowin' that this hot, this your first introduction
To this crip hop

CRIP 'cause all we G
I'm from Rollin', 20, Gangsta
And I'ma tell you how the gon' C
(Gon' C)

Now, if I wasn't rappin' motherfucker y'all be
On my without bucks like Marvin
You can't sleep, you can't eat, who starvin'
Written bill paid but gotta be a slave

Flip your own money, make own proper
Get yo' own heat, in case some try to stop ya
Be a boss hog your money, float loc
And trust no one, anybody can get smoked

Like a fat-ass blunt, of that shit
Have a babysitter set that ass up for Chips Ahoy
ran in with toys
If you didn't see 'em it's the East side

We be mobbin' like a cut
dealt, Lil' Sag, Lil' Jay, Lil' Chuck
Two times, times on yo' motherfuckin' ass
Keep it O.G. nigga, rewind and

It's another day and forty dozen, niggaz strugglin'
Is you hustlin', do you relate to smugglin'?
If so, a nine and start to trip
But remember, don't let nobody punk you out yo' nigga

Dogg Pound groovin', East side is the
And other guys can't fade us, 'cause we're the hardest in the
And duces, could be faded and all you suckers hate it
Ohh is goin down, and baby have no doubt

We turn it out and that's on East side L.B.C.
And we're the best, we coast to coast
and we be blowin' dope, and that's the shit
I'm talkin shit to ya baby
(That real shit)

Duces 'n trayz
(That real shit)
I'm talkin' real to ya baby
(That real shit)
'n trayz, bangin', bangin', bangin', bangin'
(That crip)

Oooh, yeah, East sider shit
(East side, side)
What y'all know this here
(What, what, what?)
I'm talking shit
(I'm, to me, talk to me)

I'm talking crip
I'm talking crip to you baby
East side ahh, side, East side
Ahh, East side, side