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 with the merchandise, came back like
To change the game, y'all niggaz remain the same

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

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

Sick of niggaz screamin' hot but really they not
Beatin' you all to the like six L.A. cops
Put your 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 loud and
(Yeah, we scared of nothin' y'all motherfuckers)
Who can say they're to us
Speak now and be brought to tears

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

Likwit crew brothers, Brothers
somethin', make killers do somethin', f'real
The bitch made often with the skill
Now all twisted, unlisted

Guns fixed it, best not speak the Likwit we gifted
Twenty-four hours and lifted
keep your vagina, we drunk and ain't interested
Bitches come a and a dove, we ain't trippin' it

Standin' at the bar, in the cut
"Ooh, boo wait, I you had too much"
Bitch Act right and pour it in a cup
The and Eastside 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 'cause we're to dip

No for chasin' hoes
I'm on a 'cause my cash 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 chocolate, Mississippi yellow
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 who don't know how to act
Straight hustler, moonshine smuggler
Good ol' wrangler in his day with 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 whole production

be scared, be prepared, niggaz do be bustin'
Without thinkin', I mastered the art of hard
Yo, you wanna stop the X, try best
I'm still fuckin' with your like the IRS, so yo

There's no one out there for us to
I'll say it and clear
(Yeah, we ain't of none a you motherfuckers)
Who can say close to us?
Speak now and you'll be 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 seen and heard
Let's prove the West Coast is for

Speak now and you'll be to tears