Luyện nghe bài hát Down Ass Loc

Well, it's the musically drunken Tee with the fifth of funk
Guaranteed to you jump like my 12 gauge pump, huh
I've around since the days of the Sugarhill groove
Bust it out with act a

When I was seventeen, some mad-ass green
a six-fo' and some more gold things
Had to play the for the G's on the block
So I bought a rag, bought a black glock

Ran with the bunch was out to get paid
The Westside of Compton over the dead laid
On [Unverified] and Central, niggaz get mental
For a dollar, makin' punk holla

I used to kick it on my porch, drinkin' some 'gnac
While the stripped cars in the back
of the short and broke
Ain't bout shit, 'cause I'm a down ass loc

So break the nigga off you come to my hood
'Cause the B.G.'s, is up to no good
Jackin' for they Dana Dane's
Got 'em out they shit like the house of pain

So break the off when you come to my hood
'Cause the little B.G.'s, is up to no
motherfuckers for they Dana Dane's
Got 'em jumpin' out shit like the house of pain

Yeah, a young man the grown man's gun
to stay full while he's livin' in the slum
I used to bang on like I was goin' insane
From a Compton gang

It's King Tee, "IV Life"
I don't trust niggaz, I use the middle finger for the trigger
Ease back, watch bullets, flock the sky
For the that died and don't know why

It's the crazy with the hot-ass tec
Makin' hard hit the deck
of the short and broke
Ain't worried bout shit, I'm a down ass loc

So break the off when you come to my hood
'Cause the B.G.'s, is up to no good
Jackin' motherfuckers for they Dane's
Got 'em jumpin' out they shit like the house of