Luyện nghe bài hát Liquor Sicc

Look up in the sky a motherfuckin slug
Some nigga done let one off and only my cousins sheddin'
That loccest from 29 st. throwin up his flag
so nigga got madd and went to the crib a .45 mag
to the set-up and let my cousin have 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 you know it
I'm creepin up on ya in a dark black drop-top broham
with a 12 gauge in da trunk and a clip full of funk
and a fat purple blunt so call it what you want
I call it the fever of da
Dumpin gauge shells in ass leavin you face down
chest down a gang of guts hangin out yo ass nigga
you know tha process wanna 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 cause I'm gonna rise up out my casket

repeat 2X

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

And im out in 6 5' impala lookin for that 187
there we go and behind em bustin wit my mack 11
bumpa 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 shit its not about crip or blood
about pay back that family loves
so nigga now fuck yo click
like 24 deep tryin ta kill me fo my fuckin tapes
them baby rapes so nigga get out my face
If I was really bangin niggaz know
I'd have 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 my money
and not lettin that shit get in my way
Niggaz get mad they wanna see the 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 no fuckin way my cousin's
lay up in a casket wit no retaliation
there no fuckin way that motherfucker died for that blocc
so lets heat them glocks (2x)