Luyện nghe bài hát Lock And Load - Kurupt

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

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

Get em get em hit em where you kill em easy
Sit em in the river, leave em, they em tomorrow evening, sinkin
Im drinkin that syrup
Thinkin I wont slip, even though Im leanin a broke hip
He dont know I got the nina wit the clip
Thats a somersault spin full flip for ya?
Push this button, I out and hit something
Miss nothin i'm just bustin this scene clean
12 hundred for the stop playin
Hundred dollars for the in my pants
Who the man? I am when I with it pointed right at ya face
Knock the brains from the back of ya for lack of respect
I- strap a jet black gat til the
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 seat of the figgity phantom
The haters I make em mad em when I wave at em like up?!
If it about money I keep goin
I tryna get that green, niggas tryna mow my
But Fuck, boys I got the shottie on my arm
If them run up I leave their bodies on the lawn
And Duck the fuck out a there, 'cause its hot out there
If this was a its time to roll the credits, cut!
Its all over, all of ya brains is all over the block!
Im a rock!
body eagle street 17 shots
Night vision double-clip, hot beam, glat! Pop!
Drop little man
This is not for little you man or a fox
Im in the drop, thinking of more money
Cash money, young
Take money, money.