Luyện nghe bài hát Lax Files

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

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

We got and ocean
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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I know the O-Dog
And nigga know the real Game
I call him the tape
And he ain't been in no gang

But he been in my house,
And he set on my couch,
I put one in the air
So yeah, that nigga know 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
you slippin' at a light, get out yo' shit

We jack niggas, out of
And rap niggas, and ball
we ball player
We chop it up with trap niggas

We Outkasts, we big
Ludacris with big toys
Where I'm from only
Two standin' on the corner
Me and that liquor

Look what the Bloods did to
Look what the Crips did to
This gang banger shit ain't nothin' to play
Me and Snoop Dogg just made it look

in the city of angels
Where safe and danger lanes
So stranger, drive
Where beggars and gangsta's
and dank are
Just part of a face we show

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

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

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