Luyện nghe bài hát Local 580

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

{b.g.}
I'm runnin' the police they after me
I ain't goin' down try'na fix me with a
Try'na me in that underground
Runnin' and shakin' it I'm movin' the runnin' man
Tec's in my chest and amide in my fuckin'
B.g. on a run peepin' out a fuckin'
Busters got me covered there's some gangsters out tenth
I caught two-o seven two fourteen and two
I'm blunted out with them niggas in the fuckin' gate
I got on my all black steady up inferred
Under my black a fuckin' tec
Bitches talkin' runnin' off at the mouth
Some hoe snitched on my honeycoon hideout
Now I got to long police still rollin' 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 guys
I think it's time for war increased violence fuck the peace
Comin' out the alley with my gear bustin' at the
I'm try'na hit 'em I'm try'na they brains on the floor
They try'na play me 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 nigga gettin' in the computer my name is lifted
Fuck them blue wears and the fuckin' second mission
On my dick take 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 that I didn't commit
Fuck tha

{mr.
Ain't a bitch they try'na make a nigga jump up
Shoulder slug blast and a fuckin' cop up
Bout to hop in some hot shit that 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 'cause ya wind up a dead
He out the luger 'cause he crooked and wanna do me
But let's see a real player, keep up on what they 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 comin' out dead or alive get me
don't tell me shit, ya need to wear 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 shit I did
Motherfucker drop it, ya see ivan think you can fuck me

{ms.
Now why the fuck the police is on my
Try'na sit me down, sayin' ya fuckin' sellin'
But I the pussy ass bitches put it one me
'cause they couldn't find my stash 'cause knows
I keep my rock's in my hole
'cause I'm a bitch so ya can't touch uh I miss and muffer
Touch in the wrong way and I ya in yo gut
Like stuckin' to fuckin' I my nine and I pluck 'em
Snipin' ass nigga, like to get
One will and have my weight over my
Stupid ass bitches puttin' a nigga down
why I never let them motherfuckers around
So check it, when we 'em
They take so long to uhh and
The damage is done uhh, so when we 'em they
Take so long to come, 'cause diggy doggy dumb man fuck the police

{black
Project life, the rat and the roaches
Tell me if ya ready when the 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 in most cases
Never had nothin' but momma always us love
Lost queen, from from a youngster
six times in the back by the dumpster
Be cautious 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', 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 bout none of you
Brangin' terror with no to the mother fuckin' po-pos
You that nigga the jiggy jiggy jack-o
That's to the top with no motherfuckin' peace
Nigga game mother fuck tha police

{lil'
Zero, zero, one one
ass trick ass, cop's have yet to come
'cause uhh, deuce revolvers is my solvers
shake yo ass now ya up like yo father
I got's to get away, I to get an disguise
The his on my ass time to get the fuck out of dodge
I'm to known for sellin' stone's on my fuckin' block
These nigga's got these ki's I get these flipper rock's
Duckin' and and steady mobbin' but the law keep's callin'
'cause they hear a nigga nigga I roll's quicker out the cut
The quicker to break 'em up, 'cause a nigga straight money
Bailin' from the 'cause that's my thang
The corn meal is the shit I slang
Been did it and done it fuck nigga done stunt'ed
I'm runnin' and gunnin' show them ain't nothin' funny