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 to floss

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

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

Fresh out the back seat of the figgity
The haters I make em mad em I wave at em like what up?!
If it ain't about money I keep
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 their bodies on the lawn
And the fuck out a there, 'cause baby its hot out there
If this was a movie its to roll the credits, cut!
Its all over, all of ya brains is all over the block!
Im a rock!
Hard eagle street 17 shots
Night double-clip, hot steady beam, glat! Pop!
little man drop
This is not for little you man or a fox
Im in the drop, thinking of more money
Cash money, young
money, your money.