Luyện nghe bài hát Lock And Load - Kurupt

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

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

Get em get em Weezy hit em you kill em easy
Sit em in the river, leave em, they em tomorrow evening, sinkin
Im probly that syrup
Thinkin I slip, even though Im leanin like a broke hip
He dont know I got the nina wit the clip
Thats a back spin full flip for ya?
Push this button, I flip out and hit
Miss nothin i'm just bustin this scene clean
12 for the jeans stop playin
dollars for the glock in my pants
Who the man? I am when I with it pointed right at ya face
Knock the from the back of ya neck for lack of respect
I- strap a jet black gat til the
Tell the to bury me with that, No Bullshittin
My hood getting kinda where I be
So Ronie's me 'cause he's the OG

Fresh out the back of the figgity phantom
The haters I make em mad em when I at em like what up?!
If it about money I keep goin
I tryna get green, niggas tryna mow my lawn
But Fuck, them boys I got the on my arm
If them boys run up I leave their bodies on the
And Duck the fuck out a there, 'cause baby its hot out
If this was a movie its to roll the credits, cut!
Its all over, all of ya is all over the motherfuckin block!
Im a rock!
Hard body 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 layin in the drop, thinking of money
Cash money, young
money, your money.