Luyện nghe bài hát Local 580

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

{b.g.}
I'm runnin' from the police they me
I ain't goin' down fix me with a case
Try'na strap me in underground
and shakin' 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 some gangsters out that
I two-o seven two fourteen and two await
I'm gettin' blunted out with them in the fuckin' gate
I got on my all black walkin' up inferred
Under my black a fuckin' tec
talkin' shit runnin' off at the mouth
Some hoe just snitched on my honeycoon
Now I got to travel long police still free
Criminal at fourteen I'm thinkin' what the to do
Boo-koo on the I don't 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
out the alley with my gear bustin' at the police
I'm try'na hit 'em I'm try'na leave brains on the floor
They try'na me like a hoe from the local 5-8-0
But ain't no days like where I'm from
If they want some bests believe them got's to come get some
A gettin' busy in the computer my name is lifted
Fuck blue terr wears and the fuckin' second mission
On my dick try'na take me underground
blame me, try'na frame me they try'na get me
They won't quit they just won't
They stick me with some shit that I didn't commit
tha police

{mr.
Ain't this a bitch they make a nigga jump up
Shoulder slug blast and kill a cop up
Bout to hop in some hot that 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 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, 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, mean I'm comin' out dead or alive comin' get me
Bitch don't tell me shit, ya to wear yo fuckin' vest
If I get a seeker I'm a knock yo badge of yo
Fuck the task, the f.b.i. and yes do yo sheriff
I'm the courier that's the one to blow ya
Time to get a nickel for the 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 know the pussy ass put it one me
they couldn't find my stash 'cause nobody knows
I keep my in my pussy 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 stuckin' to fuckin' I my nine and I pluck 'em
ass nigga, like to get over
One will and have my over my shoulder
Stupid ass bitches always puttin' a down
why I never let them motherfuckers around
So check it, when we 'em
take so long to come uhh and
The damage is done uhh, so when we 'em they
Take so long to come, 'cause they doggy dumb man fuck the police

{black
Project life, the rat and the roaches
me if ya ready when 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 cases
Never had nothin' but momma always us love
queen, from pain from a youngster
Shot six times in the back by the
Be cautious when ya step, but step to light
'cause the tec is in the in the projects at night
Some gangsta ass nigga's crack on the corner
All blacked up with the gangsta
Try'na make a livin', have him lil' some some
Them white folk's as cop don't want to see me as
But a nigga got soul, with a mouth of gold and
I don't give a fuck none of you hoes
Brangin' 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 motherfuckin'
Nigga game mother fuck tha police

{lil'
Zero, zero, one one
Bitch ass trick ass, have yet to come
'cause uhh, deuce is my problem solvers
Shit yo ass now ya up like yo father
I got's to get away, I to get an disguise
The rat's his on my ass time to get the out of dodge
'cause I'm to known for stone's on my fuckin' block
These nigga's got these I get these fuckin' flipper rock's
Duckin' and dodgin' and steady but the law keep's callin'
'cause they hear a nigga ballin' nigga I quicker out the cut
The quicker to 'em up, 'cause a nigga straight money struck
Bailin' the north 'cause that's my thang
The motherfuckin' corn is the shit 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