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, that, knahmsayin'?

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

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

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

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

No loot, no more palm trees, no calm breeze
But it's cool, deez bitches to slang ki's
So on my hip goes a pager, major
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 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, bitch get smoked
Livin' loc'd, livin', livin'
loc'd, motherfuckers

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

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

all we got we fuckin' tooken it
Got ourselves a buck and now we roll it, fuck it
Cruisin' the 'shaw, smokin' joints 'cause we blaze weed
Down to [Incomprehensible]
Cluckers in their Daisies 'n shit

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

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

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

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

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

this bitch never [Incomprehensible] mine
Or catch two into your with the Tec 9
'Cause ever since the 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 pain from the trigga,
When gangsta bitches just cope
Niggaz are gettin' smoked nine trey and forever, life loc'd

It's the motherfuckin'