Luyện nghe bài hát Loud & Clear

Yeah, addicted to life, had to pay a price
Sacrifice worth waitin' on the and ice
I'm precise with the merchandise, back like Christ
To change the game, while y'all remain the same

Clear the lane, comin' through like Kobe, you hold me
You can't me, ever since I dropped 'Paparazzi'
I watched the game unfold into some hideous shit
Like every idiot that can spit be a hit

I transmit for the convicts, committed, never
Shadowbox, detox, my own critic
It's like tryin' to squeeze from rocks
I negotiate the neighborhood stops and clean your clock a glock

Sick of niggaz screamin' they hot but 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' home it, c'mon

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

They saw me on the 91 East, gettin' off on Central
With the rag back, like life's so simple
Tela take a loss, still floss, all
If Trife cover the house, call X

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

Guns fixed it, not speak about the Likwit we gifted
Twenty-four hours and still
Bitch your vagina, we drunk and ain't interested
Bitches come a dime and a dove, we trippin' it

at the bar, soft-styled in the cut
"Ooh, boo wait, I you had too much"
what? Act right and pour it in a cup
The West and keep smokin' them blunts, niggaz

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

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

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

My grandfather Snake was a Jake, or a
Of a smack to a bird who don't how to act
Straight hustler, Mississippi smuggler
ol' wrangler in his day with that attitude to fuck ya

Built to run forever, X the
First line of defense to smash through the
Can't straddle the fence, it's all or
Close the curtain, shut down your whole

Don't be scared, be prepared, do be bustin'
thinkin', I mastered the art of hard drinkin'
Yo, you wanna stop the X, try best
I'm still fuckin' with your pockets the IRS, so yo

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

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

now and you'll be brought to tears