Luyện nghe bài hát Down Ass Loc

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

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

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

I used to kick it on my front porch, drinkin' 'gnac
the homies stripped cars in the back
Lifestyles of the short and
Ain't worried shit, 'cause I'm a down ass loc

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

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

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

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

the crazy motherfucker with the hot-ass tec
Makin' niggaz hit the deck
Lifestyles of the and broke
Ain't worried bout shit, I'm a down ass loc

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