Luyện nghe bài hát Livin' Loc'd

Yo, man, that, man
Niggaz be on some bullshit
Yo, I'll bust that nigga ass, get the fuck here
Yo, what the fuck is up,
Where the fuck you been at,

Yo, man word is bond niggaz in be frontin'
Niggaz can't get off ol' bullshit
Word up, man, that, knahmsayin'?

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

Broke as a joke
Up in Detroit and once again I'm 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 got right then took a flight to Cali

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

No loot, no more palm trees, no more breeze
But it's cool, deez 'bout to slang ki's
So on my hip goes a pager, [Incomprehensible]
It's two bad behavior that got gangsta flavor

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

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

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

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

'Cause all we got we tooken it
Got ourselves a buck and now we roll it, fuck it
down the 'shaw, smokin' joints 'cause we blaze weed
Down to spot
kickin' in their Daisies 'n shit

'Cause niggaz'll never drop the
Do we're niggaz on they back
Then actin' like we never fuckin' knew ya
Unload the off in your chest, take a deep breath
Goddamn, a motherfuckin' bloody mess

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

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

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

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

Understand this never [Incomprehensible] mine
Or two into your chest with the Tec 9
'Cause since the days 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 'til you feel pain from the trigga, nigga
When gangsta bitches just cope
Niggaz are gettin' smoked nine trey and forever, life loc'd

It's the Boss