Luyện nghe bài hát Loud & Clear

Yeah, to life, had to pay a heavy-ass price
worth waitin' on the platinum and ice
I'm with the merchandise, came back like Christ
To change the game, while niggaz remain the same

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

I transmit for the convicts, committed, bullshitted
Shadowbox, detox, my own worse
It's like tryin' to squeeze from rocks
I negotiate the neighborhood stops and clean your with a glock

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

no one out there for us to fear
I'll say it loud and
(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, off on Central
With the rag back, lookin' like life's so
Tela take a loss, still floss, all
If Trife cover the house, call X

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

Guns fixed it, not speak about the Likwit we gifted
Twenty-four hours and lifted
Bitch keep your vagina, we 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 games and
Change spot 'cause we're known 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 of my family, both sides from the ghetto
Pops chocolate, moms Mississippi yellow
Caramel, black man, with a pedigree of excellence
Together we rise, no for separateness

My Snake was a Jake, or a Jack
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

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

be scared, be prepared, niggaz do be bustin'
Without thinkin', I mastered the art of drinkin'
Yo, you wanna stop the X, try your
I'm still fuckin' with 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 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 display our skills
(You guys spinnin' after after rhyme spinnin')
I done and heard enough
Let's prove the Coast is for real

Speak now and you'll be brought to