Luyện nghe bài hát Down Ass Loc

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

When I was seventeen, made some green
Bought a six-fo' and some more gold
Had to play the part for the G's on the
So I bought a blue rag, bought a black

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

I used to kick it on my porch, drinkin' some 'gnac
While the homies cars in the back
Lifestyles of the short and
worried bout shit, 'cause I'm a down ass loc

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

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

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

It's Tee, strapped "IV Life"
'Cause I trust niggaz, I use the middle finger for the trigger
Ease back, watch bullets, through the sky
For the homies that died and know why

It's the motherfucker with the hot-ass tec
hard niggaz hit the deck
Lifestyles of the and broke
Ain't worried bout shit, 'cause I'm a ass loc

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