Luyện nghe bài hát Lock And Load - Kurupt

2x
We won, we won
And then we shot BB gun
And they lost, and 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, out the right side
Back pocket fallin, Couple my evisu signed
Yep we do shine, and they gon
But they hated Jesus baby we wont
So we like 4 Pirellis
So no security, no protectin no comparing
Lok and heavy, 11
Aviators, both tickers, so
No playas, Im Hollygrove to the
from the start
Dont Earhardt
Boulevard where the ward I come
17, one shot, never (blum blum)
Brrrt! Pop Pop! Clap Clap!
What the fuck, Hollygrove up Nigga!

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

Fresh out the seat of the figgity phantom
The haters I make em mad em when I wave at em what up?!
If it ain't money I keep goin
I tryna get that green, niggas mow my lawn
But Fuck, them boys I got the on my arm
If them boys run up I leave bodies on the lawn
And Duck the fuck out a there, 'cause baby its hot out
If was a movie its time to roll the credits, cut!
Its all over, all of ya brains is all over the 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, money
money, your money.