Luyện nghe bài hát L.A.X. Files

Put your up if you want to
your muthafuckin' Dodger caps
Over your muthafuckin' eyes til' you see shit
I want you to go blind,
So you can feel how I
When I was in muthafuckin' coma

Raised in the of angels
Where and danger switch lanes
So stranger, drive
Where and gangsta's pass
and dank are
Just part of a face that we

We got and ocean
We move in slow
Off sticky you walk up to blow
I swear ain't better there
That's why we all our hats off to you
The one

Come to my hood,
Look at my block,
That's that buildin'
Yeah, that's I got shot, shot

'Cause I was more hood Suge
Had more rocks Jay
More on my face than the original Scarface
Or the homeboy

Al Pacino couldn't be no
Deniro on Casino, he no
be, wanna see, wanna get a shovel
Dig tookie up nigga 'cause he gangsta's

Niggas think 'cause watch Menace a couple times
Seen Cube in n The Hood and press rewind
That you can survive when a real
Run upon your corner and flex the

You must be out of your
A real will put you out of your mind
So stay the fuck up out of my
Or my niggas take you up out of your

It a movie, dog
Hell yeah, a real fuckin' Uzi, dog
I'm 'bout to hop inside my
Try to keep up, lose me y'all

Raised in the of angels
Where safe and switch lanes
So stranger, slow
beggars and gangsta's pass
Women and are
Just of a face that we show

We got and ocean
We move in slow
Off that you walk up to blow
I ain't nothin' better there
That's why we all our hats off to you
The one

I know the real
And that nigga the real Game
I call him the rinse
And he never been in no gang

But he in my house, house
And he set on my couch,
I put one in the air
So yeah, that know what I'm 'bout, 'bout

I'm 'bout my hood, I'm my block
I'm 'bout my chips so if the rat money
And I punch a
Catch you at a light, get out yo' shit

We niggas, out of towner's
And rap niggas, and ball
'Cause we player
We it up with them trap niggas

We Outkasts, we big
with them big toys
Where I'm from there's
Two things on the corner
Me and that store

Look what the did to Weezy
Look what the Crips did to
This banger shit ain't nothin' to play with
Me and Dogg just made it look easy

Raised in the city of
Where and danger switch lanes
So stranger, drive
Where and gangsta's pass
and dank are
Just part of a face we show

We got mountains and
We move in motion
Off that sticky you up to blow
I swear nothin' better there
That's why we all take our off to you
The one

Y'all niggas got this LA real fucked up man
Niggas better start what the fuck we about man
We niggas the fuck out
shit ain't no movie, dawg

This is real, Crips, Bloods, Ese's
We hold down, this is LA
the shit on my face, put a muthafuckin' star behind
What the fuck I am,
LA chronic, LAX files, case