Luyện nghe bài hát Local 580

Chorus: {ms.
Fuck tha police, they 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 me in that underground
Runnin' and it I'm movin' like the runnin' man
Tec's in my and amide in my fuckin' hand
B.g. on a run out a fuckin' alias
Busters got me covered there's gangsters out that tenth
I caught two-o two fourteen and two await
I'm gettin' blunted out them niggas in the fuckin' gate
I got on my all black walkin' up inferred
my black there's a fuckin' tec
Bitches talkin' shit off at the mouth
Some hoe just on my honeycoon hideout
Now I got to travel long police rollin' free
Criminal at fourteen I'm thinkin' the fuck to do
Boo-koo on the I don't care if I die
When I was setup say to the good guys
I think it's time for war they increased fuck the peace
Comin' out the alley my gear bustin' at the police
I'm try'na hit 'em I'm try'na leave they on the floor
They try'na me like a hoe from the local 5-8-0
But ain't no days that where I'm from
If they want some bests believe them bitches got's to come get
A nigga busy in the computer my name is lifted
Fuck them terr wears and the fuckin' second mission
On my try'na take me down underground
Try'na blame me, try'na frame me try'na get me
They won't quit they just quick
They try'na stick me with shit that I didn't commit
tha police

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

{ms.
Now why the fuck the police is on my
Try'na sit me down, sayin' ya fuckin' sellin'
But I know the 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 uh I miss and never muffer
Touch in the 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 my weight over my shoulder
Stupid ass bitches always a nigga down
That's why I let them motherfuckers around
So check it, when we 'em
They take so long to uhh and
The damage is done uhh, so we need 'em they
Take so long to come, 'cause diggy doggy dumb man fuck the police

{black
Project life, with the rat and the
Tell me if ya ready the danger approaches
Crack fiend's beam, like it's on the scale
Close yo eyes, forever may you rest in
Gettin' out the ghetto is only a dream in cases
Never had nothin' but momma always us love
Lost queen, from from a youngster
Shot six times in the back by the
Be when ya step, but don't step to light
'cause the tec is in the in the projects at night
Some gangsta ass nigga's slangin' on the corner
All blacked up with the ptonma
Try'na make a livin', try'na him lil' some some
white folk's as cop don't want to see me as nothin'
But a nigga got soul, a mouth full of gold and
I don't give a fuck bout of you hoes
Brangin' with no error to the mother fuckin' po-pos
You know that nigga the jiggy jiggy
That's comin' to the top no motherfuckin' peace
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 yo ass now ya up like yo father
I to get away, I got's 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 fuckin'
These nigga's got ki's I get these fuckin' flipper rock's
Duckin' and dodgin' and steady mobbin' but the law callin'
they hear a nigga ballin' nigga I roll's quicker out the cut
The quicker to break 'em up, 'cause a straight money struck
Bailin' from the north 'cause my thang
The motherfuckin' meal is the shit I slang
Been did it and it fuck that nigga done stunt'ed
I'm runnin' and gunnin' show them nigga's ain't nothin'