Luyện nghe bài hát Liquor Sicc

Look up in the sky it's a motherfuckin
Some nigga done let one off and only my cousins blood
That loccest muthafucka from 29 st. up his flag
so nigga got madd and to the crib with a .45 mag
returned to the and let my cousin have it
that nigga that died for the garden
gang did time for the garden
and up stuck in a muthafuckin casket but i dont be givin a fuck
im up in your program before you know it
I'm creepin up on ya in a dark black drop-top broham
with a 12 gauge pump in da and a clip full of funk
and a fat cush blunt so call it what you want
I call it the fever of da
Dumpin gauge shells in that ass leavin you 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 blasted
that's on the garden cause I'm gonna rise up out my

Chorus: 2X

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

And im out in 6 5' hardtop impala lookin for 187
there we go and right behind em wit my mack 11
straight bumpa to bumpa 12 gage was that little X loccsta
givin up his set on niggas just like hes supposed ta
this is real deal shit its not about crip or blood
it's about pay back that family
so now fuck yo whole click
like 24 deep they tryin ta 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 whole set lookin like L.A. when da hit
nigga fuckin wit my tek I'm from da garden
No matter nobody say I'm makin my money
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 Q-Ball, Mr.Doc,and Sicx my cousin eclipse
and 2 of my nigga catch these clips

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