Luyện nghe bài hát Local 580

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

{b.g.}
I'm runnin' from the police they me
I ain't goin' try'na fix me with a case
Try'na strap me in underground
Runnin' and shakin' it I'm like the runnin' man
Tec's in my chest and amide in my hand
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 black walkin' up inferred
Under my there's a fuckin' tec
Bitches talkin' runnin' off at the mouth
Some hoe just snitched on my hideout
Now I got to travel long police still free
Criminal at fourteen I'm thinkin' what the to do
Boo-koo on the ramps I care if I die
When I was setup say good-bye to the guys
I think time for war they increased violence fuck the peace
Comin' out the alley with my bustin' at the police
I'm hit 'em I'm try'na leave they brains on the floor
They try'na play me a hoe from the local 5-8-0
But no days like that where I'm from
If want some bests believe them bitches got's to come get some
A nigga busy in the computer my name is lifted
Fuck them blue terr wears and the second mission
On my dick try'na me down underground
Try'na blame me, try'na me they try'na get me
They won't quit they just won't
They try'na stick me with some shit that I didn't
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 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 wind up a bitch
He pulled out the 'cause he crooked and wanna do me
But let's see a real player, keep up on they doin' to me
the chronic, that shit 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 mean I'm comin' out or alive comin' get me
Bitch don't tell me shit, ya need to wear yo vest
If I get a seeker I'm a knock yo badge of yo
Fuck the task, the f.b.i. and yes i'ma do yo
I'm the courier that's the one to blow ya
Time to get a nickel for the shit I did
Motherfucker drop it, ya see ivan think you can with me

{ms.
Now why the fuck the is on my block
sit me down, sayin' ya fuckin' sellin' rock's
But I know the pussy ass put it one me
'cause they couldn't find my stash 'cause 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 take my nine and I 'em
ass nigga, like to get over
One will and have my over my shoulder
Stupid ass bitches always a nigga down
That's why I never let them around
So check it, when we 'em
They so long to come uhh and
The damage is done uhh, so we need 'em they
Take so long to come, they diggy doggy dumb man fuck the police

jack}
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, forever may you in hell
Gettin' out the ghetto is a dream in most cases
Never had nothin' but momma always us love
Lost queen, from from a youngster
Shot six in the back by the dumpster
Be cautious when ya step, but don't to light
the tec is in the ghetto in the projects at night
Some gangsta ass nigga's slangin' crack on the
All blacked up the gangsta ptonma
Try'na make a livin', have him lil' some some
Them white as cop don't want to see me as nothin'
But a nigga got soul, with a mouth full of and
I don't give a 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 with no peace
Nigga peep game mother fuck tha

slim}
Zero, zero, one one
ass trick ass, cop's have yet to come
uhh, deuce revolvers is my problem solvers
Shit shake yo ass now ya up 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 for sellin' stone's on my fuckin' block
These nigga's got these 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 break 'em up, a nigga straight money struck
Bailin' from the 'cause that's my thang
The motherfuckin' corn meal is the shit I
Been did it and done it fuck that done stunt'ed
I'm runnin' and show them nigga's ain't nothin' funny