Luyện nghe bài hát Liquor Sicc

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

Chorus: 2X

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

And im out in 6 5' hardtop impala lookin for 187
there we go and behind em bustin wit my mack 11
straight bumpa to 12 gage pump was that little X loccsta
givin up his set on niggas just like hes supposed ta
nigga is real deal shit its not about crip or blood
it's about pay back that family
so nigga now fuck yo whole
like 24 deep they tryin ta kill me fo my fuckin
them baby rapes so nigga get out my fuckin
If I was really bangin niggaz would
cause I'd have they whole set lookin L.A. when da earthquake hit
nigga fuckin wit my tek I'm from da blocc
No matter what nobody say I'm my money
and not lettin that bangin 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 catch these clips

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