Luyện nghe bài hát Local 580

Chorus: {ms.
Fuck tha police, they took so long to
So grab yo gun, fuck the police
So where they at they at
So bring yo gat

{b.g.}
I'm runnin' the police they after me
I goin' down try'na fix me with a case
strap me in that underground
Runnin' and shakin' it I'm movin' like the man
Tec's in my chest and amide in my fuckin'
B.g. on a run out a fuckin' alias
Busters got me there's some gangsters out that tenth
I caught two-o seven two and two await
I'm gettin' blunted out with niggas in the fuckin' gate
I got on my all steady walkin' up inferred
my black there's a fuckin' tec
Bitches talkin' shit off at the mouth
Some hoe just snitched on my hideout
Now I got to travel long police still free
at fourteen I'm thinkin' what the fuck to do
Boo-koo on the I don't care if I die
When I was setup say good-bye to the good
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 they brains on the floor
try'na play 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 bitches got's to come get some
A nigga gettin' busy in the computer my is lifted
Fuck them blue terr wears and the fuckin' mission
On my dick try'na take me down
blame me, try'na frame me they try'na get me
They quit they just won't quick
They try'na me with some shit that I didn't commit
Fuck tha

{mr.
Ain't a bitch they try'na make a nigga jump up
Shoulder blast and kill a fuckin' cop up
Bout to hop in hot shit that ticker ticker!
Catch me, catch my black ass, but they wanna try to my ass
The surveillance, from the he say she say
Fuck what'cha said 'cause ya up a dead bitch
He pulled out the luger 'cause he and wanna do me
But let's see a real player, keep up on they doin' to me
Pushin' the chronic, shit to make yo pocket's fat and
If you plan 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
Bitch don't tell me shit, ya need to wear yo fuckin'
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 courier the one to blow ya
Time to get a nickel for the shit I did
drop it, ya see ivan think you can fuck with me

{ms.
Now why the the police is on my block
Try'na sit me down, ya fuckin' sellin' rock's
But I know the ass bitches 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 and never muffer
Touch in the way and I stab ya in yo gut
Like stuckin' to I take my nine and I pluck 'em
Snipin' ass nigga, like to get
One will and have my weight my shoulder
Stupid ass always puttin' a nigga down
That's why I never let them motherfuckers
So check it, we need 'em
take so long to come uhh and
The damage is uhh, so when we need 'em they
Take so to come, 'cause they diggy doggy dumb man fuck the police

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

slim}
Zero, zero, one one
Bitch ass trick ass, have yet to come
'cause uhh, deuce revolvers is my problem
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 fuck out of
'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 dodgin' and steady mobbin' but the law keep's
'cause hear a nigga ballin' nigga I roll's quicker out the cut
The quicker to break 'em up, a nigga straight money struck
Bailin' the north 'cause that's my thang
The motherfuckin' corn is the shit I slang
did it and done it fuck that nigga done stunt'ed
I'm runnin' and gunnin' show nigga's ain't nothin' funny