Luyện nghe bài hát Lock & Load

Ready?

Look here Niggas, been a long comin'
No more talk, fuck this intro
the music

This right here,
the fuck, nigga, ain't never fuck niggas
Tell 'em that don't wanna play this South shit,

ATL, South Carolina,
Carolina, Louisiana,
Florida, Tennessee,

My blarin', what?
An' I'm not carin', 'em
Because I'm ready for

These niggas I'm playin'
My be sprayin', what?
So partner me what's happenin'

These is real
These niggas can't steal,
For the jump out boys, when drive by

So if ready for it
Smoke dro for it, 'em
An' if you're hatin', fuck nigga happenin'

Adamsville, Watts,
Westside,

up?
Fuck them niggas if they don't wanna claim ATL
Catch a hot shell,

My know, what?
Y'all hoes
If I see ya on the block nigga, let you know

it gonna be, tell 'im
Tell me you choose, tell 'im
I claim this dirty muthafucka nigga win or

know my enemies, yo
And lock and load my
And buck on dem
So, what the

Don't my enemies, yo
And lock and load my
And on dem niggas
So, the fuck

Shawty, ya knows about me, 'em
The is talkin', what?
Da hostile takeover is comin'

call me Crusher
Tha
Mr. Smack-a-bitchboy, I the fakers

I got these hoods and load
Just for
The South is over, I see you tremblin'

We 'em bouncin', what?
nuthin' changed nigga, what?
This for my soldiers, hustlas, killas,

Yes
On da fuck,
it don't get no reala

Don't my enemies, yo
And and load my Calico
And buck on niggas
So the fuck

know my enemies, yo
And and load my Calico
And on them niggas
So what the

Ain't mad is ya?
bring the pain, c'mon
'Cuz ain't a damn thing changed

I'ma still ride low-lows on man, tell 'em
I'm still
An'

An' scared to down your own block, man, what?
An niggas in hood is say you soft, man

time the new regiment to start man
T. I., 'em!
Killa Mike, Pastor Troy,

David Banner, 'em
What's up boy,
time for us to show the really real

This down nigga is so trill
I put my fist in the fuck grill
An be talkin' bad 'bout where the I live
An be talkin' bad 'bout the fuck I live

Don't my enemies, yo
And lock and my Calico
And on them niggas
So what the

know my enemies, yo
And lock and my Calico
And buck on them
So what the