Luyện nghe bài hát Locked Down

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

[Verse 3 -
And as the pass by like a G7
And all my hustlers on the of 7-Eleven
another on the ground and we'll start repping
For all the homies laying down, resting up in
And I you watching down
And proud of how we just locked it
No letting stop the cash or get caught up
In the streets, that's how we up
4 - Ya Boy]
I'm from the city where the fiends shoot up and
Load the ammo, it's to shoot up the charts
Game cold baby, you might need a
Rockstar, but I'm riding like ark
Louis shades, and Gabbana cloth
girl know I stay fly like Santa Claus
On the road with a full of Asher Roth
We gone pop Rosay the package off
I swear to God I and got the Bay cracking y'all
But I couldn't do it without L.A. dog
say they gone get me, I laugh it off
Because they know I 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, what you got to say to me?