Luyện nghe bài hát Loud & Clear

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

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

I transmit for the convicts, committed, bullshitted
Shadowbox, detox, my own critic
It's like tryin' to squeeze water from
I negotiate the neighborhood and clean your clock with 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

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 they're to us
Speak now and you'll be to tears

They probably saw me on the 91 East, gettin' off on
With the rag back, lookin' like life's so
Tela take a loss, floss, all bets
If Trife 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
Bitch keep your vagina, we and ain't interested
Bitches a dime 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 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, ain't no time to
We for games and shit
Change your spot 'cause we're to dip

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

There's two sides of my family, sides from the ghetto
Finnish chocolate, moms 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 know how to act
Straight hustler, Mississippi smuggler
Good ol' wrangler in his day with that to fuck ya

Built to run forever, X the
First line of to smash through the immigrants
straddle the fence, it's all or nothin'
Close the curtain, shut down your whole

be scared, be prepared, niggaz do be bustin'
Without thinkin', I mastered the art of hard
Yo, you wanna stop the X, try your
I'm fuckin' 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 to tears
(Front all the time, motherfuckers)

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

Speak now and you'll be brought to