Luyện nghe bài hát Local 580

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

{b.g.}
I'm runnin' from the police after me
I ain't goin' down try'na fix me with a
Try'na strap me in that
Runnin' and shakin' it I'm movin' like the man
Tec's in my chest and amide in my hand
B.g. on a run peepin' out a fuckin'
Busters got me covered there's some gangsters out that
I two-o seven two fourteen and two await
I'm gettin' blunted out with niggas in the fuckin' gate
I got on my all black steady walkin' up
my black there's a fuckin' tec
Bitches talkin' shit runnin' off at the
Some hoe just on my honeycoon hideout
Now I got to travel long police still free
Criminal at fourteen I'm thinkin' 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 it's time for war they increased violence fuck the
Comin' out the alley my gear bustin' at the police
I'm try'na hit 'em I'm leave they brains on the floor
They try'na play me like a hoe from the 5-8-0
But ain't no days like where I'm from
If they some bests believe them bitches got's to come get some
A nigga gettin' busy in the my name is lifted
Fuck blue terr wears and the fuckin' second mission
On my dick try'na me down underground
Try'na blame me, try'na frame me they get me
They won't quit just won't quick
They try'na stick me with some that I didn't commit
tha police

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

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

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

slim}
Zero, zero, one one
Bitch ass trick ass, cop's yet to come
uhh, deuce revolvers is my problem solvers
Shit shake yo ass now ya up yo father
I got's to get away, I got's to get an
The rat's his on my ass time to get the out of dodge
'cause I'm to for sellin' stone's on my fuckin' block
nigga's got these ki's I get these fuckin' flipper rock's
Duckin' and and steady mobbin' but the law keep's callin'
'cause they hear a ballin' nigga I roll's quicker out the cut
The quicker to break 'em up, 'cause a nigga money struck
Bailin' from the north that's my thang
The motherfuckin' corn meal is the I slang
Been did it and it fuck that nigga done stunt'ed
I'm runnin' and gunnin' show them nigga's nothin' funny