Luyện nghe bài hát Loud & Clear

Yeah, addicted to life, had to pay a heavy-ass
Sacrifice worth 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, comin' through like Kobe, you can't me
You can't stop me, ever since I 'Paparazzi'
I done watched the game unfold into hideous shit
Like every that can spit be droppin' a hit

I for the convicts, committed, never bullshitted
Shadowbox, detox, my own worse
It's tryin' to squeeze water from rocks
I negotiate the neighborhood stops and clean your with a glock

Sick of screamin' they hot but really they not
Beatin' you all to the ground like six L.A.
Put fist up in the air if you ever been shot
And lived to tell about it, never leavin' home without it,

no one out there for us to fear
I'll say it and clear
(Yeah, we ain't of nothin' y'all motherfuckers)
Who can say close to us
Speak now and be brought to tears

They probably saw me on the 91 East, gettin' off on
the rag back, lookin' like life's so simple
Tela a loss, still floss, all bets
If Trife can't the house, call X

crew brothers, Blues Brothers
Move somethin', make do somethin', f'real
The bitch made often with the skill
Now shit's all twisted,

Guns fixed it, best not speak about the we gifted
Twenty-four hours and lifted
Bitch keep your vagina, we drunk and ain't
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 what? Act right and it in a cup
The and Eastside keep smokin' them blunts, niggaz

Let's get with it, I was born to
Stay on the lookout, ain't no to slip
We for games and shit
Change your spot 'cause we're to dip

No time for chasin'
I'm on a mission 'cause my is low
There's no need to on those
Doggy rags are the clothes

There's two sides of my family, both sides from the
Pops Finnish chocolate, moms Mississippi
Caramel, Cherokee black man, with a pedigree of
Together we rise, no time for

My grandfather was a Jake, or a Jack
Of a to a bird who don't know how to act
hustler, Mississippi moonshine smuggler
Good ol' wrangler in his day that attitude to fuck ya

to run forever, X the infinite
First of defense to smash through the immigrants
straddle the fence, it's all or nothin'
Close the curtain, down your 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 your
I'm still fuckin' with your pockets the IRS, so yo

no one out there for us to fear
I'll say it and clear
(Yeah, we ain't of none a you motherfuckers)
Who can say they're to us?
now and you'll be brought to tears
(Front all the time, motherfuckers)

all around, to see
How we display our vicious
(You guys after spinnin' after rhyme spinnin')
I done and heard enough
Let's prove the West is for real

Speak now and you'll be to tears