Luyện nghe bài hát L.A.X. Files

Put your lighters up if you to
Pull muthafuckin' Dodger caps
Over muthafuckin' eyes til' you can't see shit
I you to go blind, nigga
So you can how I felt
When I was in muthafuckin' coma

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

We got and ocean
We move in slow
Off that sticky you walk up to
I swear nothin' better there
That's why we all our hats off to you
The one

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

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

Al couldn't be no gangsta'
on Casino, he no gangsta'
Wanna be, wanna see, wanna get a
Dig up nigga 'cause he know gangsta's

Niggas think 'cause they watch Menace a times
Cube in Boys n The Hood and press rewind
That you can when a real Crip
Run upon your and flex the nine

You must be out of your
A real Blood will put you out of your
So the fuck up out of my hood
Or my niggas you up out of your shine

It a movie, dog
Hell yeah, it's a fuckin' Uzi, dog
I'm to hop inside my Impala
Try to up, don't lose me y'all

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

We got and ocean
We move in slow
Off that sticky you walk up to
I swear ain't nothin' there
why we all take our hats off to you
The one

I the real O-Dog
And that nigga know the real
I him the rinse tape
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 my hood, I'm 'bout my block
I'm 'bout my chips so if the rat money
And I a clock
Catch you at a light, get out yo' shit

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

We Outkasts, we big
Ludacris with them big
Where I'm there's only
Two standin' on the corner
Me and liquor store

what the Bloods did to Weezy
Look what the did to Jeezy
This gang banger shit nothin' to play with
Me and Snoop Dogg just it look easy

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

We got mountains and
We move in motion
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

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

This is real, Crips, Bloods, Ese's
We hold shit down, is LA
Wrote the shit on my face, put a muthafuckin' behind
What the I am, Starface
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