Luyện nghe bài hát Local 580

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

{b.g.}
I'm from the police they after me
I ain't goin' down try'na fix me a case
strap me in that underground
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 out that tenth
I caught two-o seven two fourteen and two
I'm gettin' blunted out with niggas in the fuckin' gate
I got on my all black steady walkin' up
Under my black a fuckin' tec
Bitches shit runnin' off at the mouth
Some hoe just snitched on my hideout
Now I got to travel long still rollin' free
Criminal at fourteen I'm thinkin' the fuck to do
Boo-koo on the ramps I don't if I die
When I was setup say good-bye to the guys
I think it's time for war they increased fuck the peace
Comin' out the alley with my gear bustin' at the
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 no days like that where I'm from
If they want some bests them bitches got's to come get some
A nigga gettin' busy in the computer my name is
Fuck them terr wears and the fuckin' second mission
On my dick try'na me down underground
Try'na me, try'na frame me they try'na get me
They won't quit just won't quick
They try'na stick me with some shit that I didn't
Fuck tha

{mr.
Ain't this a bitch try'na make a nigga jump up
Shoulder slug blast and kill a 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, the he say she say shit
Fuck what'cha 'cause ya wind up a dead 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 to make yo pocket's fat and
If you right plan to use yo gat, then we to run mud on them
Lil' piggy's, that 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 seeker I'm a yo badge of yo chest
the task, the f.b.i. and yes i'ma do yo sheriff
I'm the courier that's the one to blow ya
to get a nickel for the shit that I did
Motherfucker drop it, ya see think you can fuck with me

{ms.
Now why the the police is on my block
Try'na sit me down, sayin' ya fuckin' sellin'
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 so ya can't touch uh I miss and never muffer
Touch in the wrong way and I ya in yo gut
Like stuckin' to fuckin' I take my and I pluck 'em
ass nigga, like to get over
One will and have my weight over my
Stupid ass bitches always puttin' a down
That's why I never let motherfuckers around
So check it, when we 'em
They so long to come uhh and
The damage is done uhh, so when we need 'em
Take so long to come, they diggy doggy dumb man fuck the police

{black
life, with the rat and the roaches
Tell me if ya ready the danger approaches
Crack fiend's triple beam, like on the scale
yo eyes, forever may you rest in hell
Gettin' out the ghetto is only a dream in most
had nothin' but momma always gave us love
Lost queen, from pain from a
Shot six in the back by the dumpster
Be cautious when ya step, but don't step to
'cause the tec is in the ghetto in the at night
gangsta ass nigga's slangin' crack on the corner
All blacked up the gangsta ptonma
Try'na make a livin', try'na him lil' some some
Them white folk's as cop don't want to see me as
But a nigga got soul, a mouth full of gold and
I don't a fuck bout none of you hoes
Brangin' terror no error to the mother fuckin' po-pos
You know that the jiggy jiggy jack-o
comin' to the top with no motherfuckin' peace
Nigga peep game fuck tha police

slim}
Zero, zero, one one
Bitch ass trick ass, 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 his on my ass time to get the fuck out of dodge
'cause I'm to known for sellin' on my fuckin' block
These nigga's got ki's I get these fuckin' flipper rock's
and dodgin' and steady mobbin' but the law keep's callin'
'cause they hear a nigga ballin' nigga I roll's out the cut
The quicker to 'em up, 'cause a nigga straight money struck
Bailin' from the north 'cause my thang
The motherfuckin' corn meal is the I slang
Been did it and it fuck that nigga done stunt'ed
I'm and gunnin' show them nigga's ain't nothin' funny