Luyện nghe bài hát Loud Clear

Yeah..
Addicted to life, had to pay a heavy-ass
worth waitin on the platinum and ice
I'm precise the merchandise, came back like christ
To the game, while y'all niggaz remain the same
Clear the lane, through like kobe, you can't hold me
You stop me, ever since I dropped "paparazzi"
I done the game unfold into some hideous shit
Like every that can spit be droppin a hit
I transmit for the convicts, committed, never
Shadowbox, detox, my own worse
It's like tryin to squeeze from rocks
I negotiate the neighborhood and clean your clock with a glock
Sick of niggaz screamin hot, but really they not
you all to the ground like six l.a. cops
Put your up in the air if you ever been shot
And lived to tell about it, never leavin without it, c'mon

butch cassidy]
There's no one out there, for us, to
I'll say it and clear..
Who can say close, to us
Speak now and you'll be brought, to

[king
They probably saw me on the 91 east, gettin off on
With the rag back, lookin life's so simple
Tela a loss, still floss, all bets
If trife can't cover the house, x
Likwit crew brothers, blues
Move somethin, killers do somethin, f'real
The bitch-made politic with the skill
Now all twisted, unlisted
Guns fixed it, best not speak about the
We gifted, hours and still lifted
(*x*: keep your vagina) we drunk and ain't interested
Bitches come a and a dove, we ain't trippin it
at the bar, soft-styled in the cut
"ooh, boo wait, I you had too much!"
Bitch act right and pour it in a cup
The west and keep smokin them blunts, niggaz

[interlude: cassidy]
get with it, I was born to trip
Stay on the lookout, ain't no time to
We for games and shit
Change spot, cause we're known to dip
No for chasin hoes
I'm on a mission cause my is low
There's no to speak on those
Doggy rags are the gangsta's

There's two of my family, both sides from the ghetto
Pops finnish choco-late, mississippi yellow
Caramel, cherokee man, with a pedigree of excellence
Together we rise, no time for
My snake was a jake, or a jack
Of a to a bird who don't know how to act
Straight hustler, mississippi moonshine
ol' wrangler in his day with that attitude of "fuck ya"

Built to run forever, x the
First of defense to smash through the immigrants
straddle the fence, it's all or nothin
Close the curtain, shut down whole production
Don't be scared, be prepared, do be bustin
Without thinkin; I mastered the art of hard
Yo, you wanna stop the x, try best
I'm still fuckin with pockets like the irs, so yo

[butch
all around, to see
How we display our vicious
I done seen and heard,
Let's prove the west coast is for

.. speak now and you'll be brought to ..