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, came back Christ
To change the game, y'all niggaz remain the same

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

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

Sick of niggaz screamin' they hot but really 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 it, never leavin' home without it, c'mon

no one out there for us to fear
I'll say it and clear
(Yeah, we scared of nothin' y'all motherfuckers)
Who can say they're to us
Speak now and you'll be brought to

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

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

Guns it, best not speak about the Likwit we gifted
Twenty-four and still lifted
Bitch 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"
what? Act right and pour it in a cup
The West and Eastside smokin' them blunts, niggaz

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

No time for hoes
I'm on a mission 'cause my is low
There's no need to speak on
Doggy are the gangsta's clothes

two sides of my family, both sides from the ghetto
Pops Finnish chocolate, Mississippi yellow
Caramel, Cherokee man, with a pedigree of excellence
we rise, no time for separateness

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

to run forever, X the infinite
First line of to smash through the immigrants
Can't the fence, it's all or nothin'
the curtain, shut down your whole production

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

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

all around, to see
How we display our skills
(You guys spinnin' after spinnin' after spinnin')
I done seen and enough
prove the West Coast is for real

Speak now and be brought to tears