Luyện nghe bài hát Lock And Load - Kurupt

2x
We won, we won
And we shot that BB gun
And lost, and they lost
cause we took they shit, now its to floss

22 old 17 war vet
in the fast-lane, little red corvette
Little red handkerchief, hangin out the right
Back pocket fallin, Couple my evisu signed
Yep we do shine, and they gon
But they hated Jesus baby we break
So we ride 4 Pirellis
So secured no security, no protectin no
Lok and heavy, 11
Aviators, both tickers, so
No playas, Im to the heart
Hollygrove the start
Dont Earhardt
where the ward I come from
17, one shot, that (blum blum)
Brrrt! Pop Pop! Clap Clap!
What the fuck, stand up Nigga!

Get em get em Weezy hit em where you em easy
Sit em in the river, em, they find em tomorrow evening, sinkin
Im probly drinkin that
Thinkin I wont slip, even though Im like a broke hip
He dont know I got the nina wit the clip
a somersault back spin full flip for ya?
Push this button, I flip out and hit
Miss nothin i'm just until this scene clean
12 hundred for the jeans stop
Hundred dollars for the glock in my
Who the man? I am I stand with it pointed right at ya face
Knock the brains from the back of ya neck for of respect
I- strap a jet gat til the deck
Tell the mama to me with that, No Bullshittin
My hood getting kinda crazy I be
So Ronie's with me 'cause the OG

Fresh out the back seat of the phantom
The haters I make em mad em I wave at em like what up?!
If it ain't about I keep goin
I tryna get that green, niggas mow my lawn
But Fuck, them I got the shottie on my arm
If them run up I leave their bodies on the lawn
And Duck the out a there, 'cause baby its hot out there
If this was a movie its time to the credits, cut!
Its all over, all of ya brains is all the motherfuckin block!
Im a rock!
Hard body street 17 shots
Night double-clip, hot steady beam, glat! Pop!
Drop man drop
This is not for little you man or a fox
Im layin in the drop, of more money
Cash money, young
Take money, money.