Luyện nghe bài hát Local 580

Chorus: {ms.
tha police, they took so long to come
So grab yo gun, fuck the police
So where at where they at
So nigga's yo gat

{b.g.}
I'm from the police they after me
I goin' down try'na fix me with a case
Try'na strap me in that
Runnin' and shakin' it I'm movin' the runnin' man
Tec's in my chest and in my fuckin' hand
B.g. on a run peepin' out a alias
Busters got me covered there's some gangsters out tenth
I caught two-o seven two and two await
I'm gettin' blunted out with them in the fuckin' gate
I got on my all steady walkin' up inferred
my black there's a fuckin' tec
Bitches shit runnin' off at the mouth
Some hoe just snitched on my honeycoon
Now I got to travel long police still free
at fourteen I'm thinkin' what the fuck to do
Boo-koo on the ramps I care if I die
When I was setup say good-bye to the guys
I think time for war they increased violence fuck the peace
Comin' out the alley with my gear at the police
I'm try'na hit 'em I'm try'na leave they on the floor
They try'na play me like a hoe from the local
But ain't no days that where I'm from
If they want some bests believe bitches got's to come get some
A nigga gettin' busy in the computer my name is
Fuck them blue terr and the fuckin' second mission
On my dick try'na take me underground
Try'na blame me, try'na me they try'na get me
won't quit they just won't quick
They stick me with some shit that I didn't commit
Fuck tha

{mr.
Ain't this a bitch they try'na make a jump up
Shoulder slug blast and a fuckin' cop up
Bout to hop in some hot shit ticker ticker!
me, catch my black ass, but they wanna try to strap my ass
The surveillance, from the he say she say
Fuck what'cha said 'cause ya wind up a dead
He pulled out the luger 'cause he crooked and do me
But let's see a real player, keep up on what doin' to me
Pushin' the chronic, that shit to make yo fat and
If you right plan to use yo gat, then we plan to run mud on
Lil' piggy's, mean I'm comin' out dead or alive comin' get me
Bitch don't me shit, ya need to wear yo fuckin' vest
If I get a I'm a knock yo badge of yo chest
Fuck the task, the f.b.i. and yes i'ma do yo
I'm called the that's the one to blow ya
to get a nickel for the shit that I did
Motherfucker drop it, ya see ivan think you can fuck me

{ms.
Now why the fuck the police is on my
sit me down, sayin' ya fuckin' sellin' rock's
But I the pussy ass bitches put it one me
'cause they couldn't find my 'cause nobody knows
I my rock's in my pussy hole
'cause I'm a bitch so ya can't touch uh I miss and never
Touch in the way and I stab ya in yo gut
Like stuckin' to fuckin' I my nine and I pluck 'em
Snipin' ass nigga, like to get
One will and have my weight my shoulder
Stupid ass bitches always a nigga down
That's why I never let them around
So it, when we need 'em
They take so long to uhh and
The damage is uhh, so when we need 'em they
Take so long to come, 'cause they diggy doggy dumb man fuck the

jack}
Project life, the rat and the roaches
Tell me if ya ready the danger approaches
Crack triple beam, like it's on the scale
Close yo eyes, may you rest in hell
Gettin' out the is only a dream in most cases
Never had nothin' but momma always gave us
Lost queen, from from a youngster
six times in the back by the dumpster
Be when ya step, but don't step to light
'cause the tec is in the in the projects at night
Some ass nigga's slangin' crack on the corner
All blacked up with the gangsta
Try'na a livin', try'na have him lil' some some
white folk's as cop don't want to see me as nothin'
But a nigga got soul, with a full of gold and
I don't give a fuck bout none of you
terror with no error to the mother fuckin' po-pos
You know nigga the jiggy jiggy jack-o
That's comin' to the top with no peace
Nigga game mother fuck tha police

{lil'
Zero, zero, one one
Bitch ass ass, cop's have yet to come
uhh, deuce revolvers is my problem solvers
Shit shake yo ass now ya up like yo
I got's to get away, I to get an disguise
The rat's his on my ass time to get the fuck out of
'cause I'm to known for sellin' stone's on my block
These nigga's got ki's I get these fuckin' flipper rock's
Duckin' and and steady mobbin' but the law keep's callin'
'cause they hear a nigga ballin' nigga I quicker out the cut
The quicker to break 'em up, 'cause a nigga straight struck
Bailin' from the north 'cause that's my
The motherfuckin' corn meal is the shit I
Been did it and done it fuck that nigga stunt'ed
I'm runnin' and gunnin' them nigga's ain't nothin' funny