Luyện nghe bài hát Liquor Sicc

Look up in the sky it's a slug
Some nigga done let one off and only my cousins blood
That muthafucka from 29 st. throwin up his flag
so nigga got madd and went to the with a .45 mag
to the set-up and let my cousin have it
that that died for the garden blocc
gang did time for the garden
and ended up stuck in a muthafuckin casket but i dont be a fuck
im up in your program before you know it
I'm creepin up on ya in a licorice dark drop-top broham
with a 12 pump 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 ass leavin you face down
chest with a gang of guts hangin out yo ass nigga
you know tha process they wanna me
now I'm a dead man walkin to my can you feel me
now and if die before your set gets
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 your clips loccs cause we ridin for our foes

And im out in 6 5' impala lookin for that 187
there we go and right em bustin wit my mack 11
straight bumpa to bumpa 12 gage pump was that little X
givin up his set dumpin on just like hes supposed ta
nigga this is real shit its not about crip or blood
it's about pay back family loves
so now fuck 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 fuckin wit my tek I'm from da blocc
No what nobody 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 catch 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 them motherfuckin glocks (2x)