Luyện nghe bài hát Liquer Sicc

Look up in the sky it's a slug
Some nigga done let one off and only my sheddin' blood
That loccest muthafucka from 29 st. up his flag
so nigga got and went to the crib with a .45 mag
returned to the and let my cousin have it
that nigga that died for the blocc
gang did time for the blocc
and ended up stuck in a muthafuckin but i dont be givin a fuck
im tappin up in program before you know it
I'm creepin up on ya in a licorice dark drop-top broham
with a 12 gauge pump in da trunk and a clip full of
and a fat purple cush blunt so it what you want
I call it the fever of da
Dumpin gauge shells in that ass you face down
down with a gang of guts hangin out yo ass nigga
you know tha process they wanna me
now I'm a dead man to my funeral can you feel me
now and if die before your set gets
on the garden cause I'm gonna rise up out my casket

Chorus: 2X

I'm liquor sicc and I just might control
so load your clips loccs we ridin for our foes

And im out in 6 5' hardtop impala for that 187
there we go and right behind em bustin wit my 11
straight bumpa to bumpa 12 pump was that little X loccsta
givin up his set dumpin on just like hes supposed ta
nigga this is real shit its not about crip or blood
it's pay back that family loves
so now fuck yo whole click
24 deep they tryin ta kill me fo my fuckin tapes
them baby so nigga get out my fuckin face
If I was really niggaz would know
cause I'd have they set lookin like L.A. when da earthquake hit
nigga fuckin wit my tek I'm da garden blocc
No what nobody say I'm makin my money
and not lettin bangin shit get in my way
Niggaz get mad they see the lynch rippin
I'm wearing yeah but motherfucker I ain't even trippin
but for cousin Q-Ball, Mr.Doc,and Sicx my eclipse
and 2 of my kidz nigga catch clips

There aint no way my cousin's
gonna lay up in a casket wit no
aint no fuckin way that motherfucker died for that blocc
so heat them motherfuckin glocks (2x)