Luyện nghe bài hát Locked Down

[Intro -
Testing one, two,
and YB
[Verse 1 - Ya
down, time to make my block proud
California on twenty four watch now
It's finna over baby, hot style
the young county Konvict got the rock now
I hear the rumors saying that I just now
Like they never heard a hood nigga 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
on the radio, album about to drop now
Music lives in California, living
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 you like heat, it's hot in the kitchen boo
Do you have Am I getting through?
- Akon]
Hey, I know you heard we got the now
Konvict niggas around the clock now
Getting money and we forced to put the Glock
Glock down, down
And we expanded all the now
And I can get accustomed to lifestyle
No spending all my cash trying to fight trial
It's on down
Because is all mine, 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, another chain, another charm
Time to these niggas up like alarm clocks
I see them hating so we got to the arms cocked
I'm the reason CA on storm
It's about to get ugly, no Gold
Superstar, still in the whipping O's
it to my youngins, call me when you get it gone
Fuck a rap nigga, we to get it on
I'm for California from the top down
at Ya Boy, I got it locked down
I tried to tell them this forever a diamond
I'm so hot, shorty I can the climate

[Verse 3 -
And as the days by like a G7
And all my hustlers on the corner of
Pour another on the ground and we'll start
For all the laying down, resting up in heaven
And I hope you watching
And proud of how we just it down
No letting nothing the cash or get caught up
In the streets, how we brought up
4 - Ya Boy]
I'm from the city the fiends shoot up and spark
Load the ammo, it's to shoot up the charts
Game cold baby, you might need a
Rockstar, but I'm like Noah's ark
Louis shades, and Gabbana cloth
Your girl I stay fly like Santa Claus
On the road with a full of Asher Roth
We pop Rosay when the package off
I swear to God I went and got the Bay y'all
But I couldn't do it without L.A. dog
Niggas say they get me, I laugh it off
Because they know I keep like basketball
Lock it down, make Kon throw the key
Real nigga, record ain't changing me
It a while, but we still got from A to Z
I put in work, nigga you got to say to me?