Luyện nghe bài hát Lock And Load - Kurupt

2x
We won, we won
And then we that BB gun
And lost, and they 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 side
Back pocket jeans fallin, my evisu signed
Yep we do shine, and gon hate
But they hated baby we wont break
So we ride like 4
So secured no security, no protectin no
Lok and heavy, 11
Aviators, both tickers, so
No playas, Im Hollygrove to the
from the start
Dont Earhardt
Boulevard the ward I come 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 find em evening, sinkin
Im probly drinkin that
Thinkin I slip, even though Im leanin like a broke hip
He dont know I got the nina wit the full
Thats a somersault back spin flip for ya?
Push button, I flip out and hit something
Miss i'm just bustin until this scene clean
12 hundred for the stop playin
Hundred for the glock in my pants
Who the man? I am I stand with it pointed right at ya face
Knock the brains from the of ya neck for lack of respect
I- a jet black gat til the deck
Tell the mama to bury me that, No Bullshittin
My hood getting kinda where I be
So with me 'cause he's the OG

Fresh out the seat of the figgity phantom
The haters I make em mad em I wave at em like what up?!
If it ain't about money I goin
I tryna get that green, niggas tryna mow my
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, baby its hot out there
If this was a its time to roll the credits, cut!
Its all over, all of ya is all over the motherfuckin block!
Im a rock!
Hard body eagle 17 shots
Night double-clip, hot steady beam, glat! Pop!
Drop man drop
is not for little bitches you man or a fox
Im layin in the drop, of more money
Cash money, young
Take money, money.