Luyện nghe bài hát Liquer Sicc

Look up in the sky it's a slug
Some nigga done let one off and only my cousins sheddin'
loccest muthafucka from 29 st. throwin up his flag
so nigga got madd and went to the crib a .45 mag
returned to the set-up and let my have it
that that died for the garden blocc
gang did for the garden blocc
and up stuck in a muthafuckin casket 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 black drop-top broham
with a 12 pump in da trunk and a clip full of funk
and a fat purple cush so call it what you want
I it the fever of da funkhouse
gauge shells in that ass leavin you face down
chest down with a of guts hangin out yo ass nigga
you know tha process they kill me
now I'm a dead man walkin to my can you feel me
now and if die your set gets blasted
that's on the garden I'm gonna rise up out my casket

Chorus: 2X

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

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

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