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, while y'all remain the same

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

I transmit for the convicts, committed, 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

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

There's no one out for us to fear
say it loud 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 saw me on the 91 East, gettin' off on Central
the rag back, lookin' like life's so simple
Tela take a loss, still floss, all
If can't cover the house, call X

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

Guns fixed it, best not speak the Likwit we gifted
Twenty-four hours and still
keep your vagina, we drunk and ain't interested
Bitches come a dime and a dove, we ain't 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 and Eastside keep smokin' them blunts, niggaz

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

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

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

My grandfather was a Jake, or a Jack
Of a smack to a bird who know how to act
Straight hustler, moonshine smuggler
Good ol' wrangler in his day with that attitude to ya

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

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

There's no one out there for us to
I'll say it and clear
(Yeah, we ain't scared of a you motherfuckers)
Who can say close to us?
Speak now and be brought to tears
(Front all the time, motherfuckers)

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

Speak now and you'll be brought to