Luyện nghe bài hát Livin' Loc'd

Yo, man, that, man
be on some real bullshit
Yo, I'll bust that nigga ass, get the fuck outta
Yo, the fuck is up, bitch?
the fuck you been at, man?

Yo, man word is niggaz in here be frontin'
Niggaz get off that ol' bullshit
Word up, man, fuck that,

Yo, I'm muh'fuckin' fuckin' fingaz, knahmsayin'?
that, and this motherfuckin' bitch Boss
And word is I want you to tell these motherfuckers
How we Boss, tell 'em

as a goddamn joke
Up in Detroit and once again I'm just a few
Couple of hundred bucks, so fuck the
My of that shit got spent on some Newports
So yankin' many motherfuckers is my new

I'm ready to and kill for a rap deal
Fuck the and the gas bill, we don't give a fuck
We sickin' shit of shabby
Waited until my cash got right took a flight to Cali

Off into the night, me and Dee up into mo'
Got into shit befo' we even reached the hotel
Fuck the dumb shit, gotta get rich at the time
niggaz steady throwin' up they gang sign

No loot, no more palm trees, no more calm
But it's cool, bitches 'bout to slang ki's
So on my hip goes a pager, major
It's two bad behavior bitches got gangsta flavor

See a punk, kill a punk and then we mug 'em
Out to get paid, motherfuck this shit
Bullshit's to a bitch with no emotions
Tell 'em how the fuck you livin', I'm livin loc'd

Livin' loc'd, livin', loc'd
loc'd, bitch niggaz get smoked
Livin' loc'd, livin', livin'
loc'd, motherfuckers

Livin' loc'd, livin', livin'
Livin' loc'd, bitch get smoked
Livin' loc'd, livin', loc'd
And all the ass niggaz can suck my dick

Buck, buck, then I let the loose
better duck, but it ain't no goddamn duck duck goose
Haven't you of this murderous bitch crawlin' slow?
And lead to the head of my foes on the down low

all we got we fuckin' tooken it
Got ourselves a buck and now we roll it, footin' it
Cruisin' down the 'shaw, joints 'cause we blaze weed
Down to spot
Cluckers kickin' in their 'n shit

'Cause niggaz'll never the dirt
Do layin' niggaz on they back
Then actin' like we even fuckin' knew ya
the clip off in your chest, take a deep breath
Goddamn, what a motherfuckin' mess

Sleepin' on benches, turned us roguest bitches
We jumpin' fences from the feds through puddles and
Goin' out, don't a fuck if I get smoked
Yo, at least I'm goin' out

Livin' loc'd, livin', livin'
Livin' loc'd, livin', livin'
loc'd, livin', livin' loc'd
Livin' loc'd, livin', loc'd

Livin' loc'd, livin', livin'
Livin' loc'd, bitch niggaz get
Livin'

And for any bitch beefin' then the Boss have to put a
Ass full of my foot for fuckin' with the
Fuck next, with gauge upon my hip, weapon
Nine m's for the 187
'Cause I'm nothin' but a mag totin' bitch, smokin' bags
Rollin' up like the motherfuckin' zig zag

Understand this bitch never [Incomprehensible]
Or catch two into chest with the Tec 9
'Cause ever since the of way back
I played, you let the gat go rat a tat tat tat

I gats, so how the fuck you figure, nigga
Put you in kill range 'til you feel pain from the trigga,
gangsta bitches just can't cope
Niggaz are gettin' smoked trey and forever, livin' life loc'd

It's the Boss