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 runnin' the police they after me
I ain't goin' 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 chest and amide in my fuckin'
B.g. on a run out a fuckin' alias
got me covered there's some gangsters out that tenth
I caught seven two fourteen and two await
I'm gettin' blunted out with them niggas in the fuckin'
I got on my all steady walkin' up inferred
Under my black there's a 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
on the ramps 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 violence the peace
Comin' out the alley with my bustin' at the police
I'm try'na hit 'em I'm try'na leave they brains on the
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 believe them bitches to come get some
A nigga gettin' busy in the computer my name is
Fuck them blue terr wears and the fuckin' second
On my dick try'na me down underground
Try'na blame me, try'na frame me try'na get me
They won't quit just won't quick
They try'na stick me with some shit that I commit
tha police

{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 that ticker!
Catch me, catch my black ass, but they try to strap my ass
The surveillance, the he say she say shit
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, up on what they doin' to me
Pushin' the chronic, that 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 need to yo fuckin' vest
If I get a seeker I'm a yo badge of yo chest
Fuck the task, the f.b.i. and yes do yo sheriff
I'm called the that's the one to blow ya
Time to get a nickel for the that I did
Motherfucker 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 pussy ass 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 touch uh I miss and never muffer
Touch in the wrong way and I ya in yo gut
Like stuckin' to I take my nine and I pluck 'em
ass nigga, like to get over
One will and my weight over my shoulder
Stupid ass always puttin' a nigga down
That's why I let them motherfuckers around
So check it, we need 'em
take so long to come uhh and
The damage is done uhh, so when we need 'em
Take so long to come, 'cause they diggy doggy dumb man the police

{black
Project life, the rat and the roaches
Tell me if ya ready when the danger
fiend's triple beam, like it's on the scale
Close yo eyes, may you rest in hell
Gettin' out the is only a dream in most cases
Never had nothin' but momma gave us love
queen, from pain from a youngster
Shot six in the back by the dumpster
Be cautious ya step, but don't step to light
'cause the tec is in the ghetto in the projects at
Some gangsta ass slangin' crack on the corner
All blacked up with the gangsta
Try'na make a livin', try'na have him lil' some
Them white folk's as cop want to see me as nothin'
But a nigga got soul, with a mouth of gold and
I give a fuck bout none of you hoes
Brangin' terror with no error to the mother fuckin'
You know nigga the jiggy jiggy jack-o
That's comin' to the top no motherfuckin' peace
Nigga peep 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 yo ass now ya up like 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 known for sellin' stone's on my block
These got these ki's I get these fuckin' flipper rock's
Duckin' and dodgin' and steady mobbin' but the law callin'
'cause they a nigga ballin' nigga I roll's quicker out the cut
The to break 'em up, 'cause a nigga straight money struck
Bailin' from the north that's my thang
The motherfuckin' corn meal is the I slang
Been did it and done it that nigga done stunt'ed
I'm runnin' and show them nigga's ain't nothin' funny