Luyện nghe bài hát Liquor Sicc

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

Chorus: 2X

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

And im out in 6 5' impala lookin for that 187
we go and right behind em bustin wit my mack 11
straight to bumpa 12 gage pump was that little X loccsta
givin up his set dumpin on niggas just like hes ta
nigga this is real deal its not about crip or blood
about pay back that family loves
so nigga now yo whole click
like 24 deep they ta kill me fo my fuckin tapes
them baby rapes so nigga get out my face
If I was really bangin niggaz know
cause I'd have they set lookin like L.A. when da earthquake hit
nigga wit my tek I'm from da garden blocc
No matter what say I'm makin my money
and not lettin that bangin get in my way
Niggaz get mad they see the lynch rippin
I'm wearing blue yeah but motherfucker I ain't even
but for cousin Q-Ball, Mr.Doc,and Sicx my eclipse
and 2 of my kidz nigga these clips

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