Luyện nghe bài hát Livin' Loc'd

Yo, man, that, man
Niggaz be on real bullshit
Yo, I'll bust that nigga ass, get the fuck outta
Yo, the fuck is up, bitch?
Where the 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' sticky fuckin' fingaz,
Fuck that, and this motherfuckin' bitch
And word is I want you to tell these motherfuckers
How we Boss, tell 'em

Broke as a joke
Up in and once again I'm just a few short
Couple of bucks, so fuck the rent
My share of that shit got on some Newports
So yankin' motherfuckers is my new sport

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

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

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

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

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

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

Buck, buck, then I let the trigger
Motherfuckers better duck, but it ain't no goddamn duck goose
you heard of this murderous bitch crawlin' slow?
And puttin' lead to the head of my 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, smokin' 'cause we blaze weed
Down to [Incomprehensible]
Cluckers in their Daisies 'n shit

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

Sleepin' on benches, turned us into roguest
We jumpin' fences from the feds puddles and ditches
Goin' out, don't give a if I get smoked
Yo, at I'm goin' out loc'd

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

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

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

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

It's the motherfuckin'