Luyện nghe bài hát Locked Down

[Intro -
one, two, three
and YB
[Verse 1 - Ya
Lock down, time to my block proud
California on twenty hour watch now
It's finna over baby, hot style
Yeah the young county Konvict got the now
I hear the saying that I just popped now
Like they never heard a hood with a hot style
I got the heels to birds, and the now
Old bitches want to holler at me I'm hot now
I got a new bitch sitting in my now
Song on the radio, album about to now
lives in California, living proof
Ya Boy, the Roc, Konvict, it do?
I been had these other niggas getting to
Take your girl home, and make her earn all them Choos
I hope you like heat, it's hot in the boo
Do you have service? Am I through?
[Chorus -
Hey, I you heard we got the drop now
supplying niggas around the clock now
Getting money and we forced to put the down
down, Glock down
And we expanded all the now
And I can get accustomed to lifestyle
No more spending all my cash to fight trial
on lock down
Because victory is all mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine,
victory is all mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine
[Verse 2 - Ya
Another watch, chain, another charm copped
Time to wake these niggas up like clocks
I see them hating so we got to keep the cocked
I'm the reason CA on watch
It's to get ugly, no Whoopi Gold
Superstar, in the kitchen whipping O's
Toss it to my youngins, me when you get it gone
a rap nigga, we about to get it on
I'm speaking for California from the top
at Ya Boy, I got it locked down
I tried to tell them this like a diamond
I'm so hot, shorty I can the climate

[Verse 3 -
And as the days pass by a G7
And all my hustlers on the corner of
Pour another on the and we'll start repping
For all the homies down, resting up in heaven
And I hope you watching
And of how we just locked it down
No letting nothing stop the or get caught up
In the streets, that's how we up
[Verse 4 - Ya
I'm from the city the fiends shoot up and spark
the ammo, it's time to shoot up the charts
Game cold baby, you might a scarf
Rockstar, but I'm riding Noah's ark
Louis shades, Dolce and Gabbana
Your girl I stay fly like Santa Claus
On the road a trunk full of Asher Roth
We gone pop Rosay when the off
I swear to God I and got the Bay cracking y'all
But I couldn't do it L.A. backing dog
say they gone get me, I laugh it off
Because know I keep shooters like basketball
Lock it down, make Kon throw the key
Real nigga, record deal changing me
It took a while, but we still got A to Z
I put in work, nigga you got to say to me?