Luyện nghe bài hát Super Crip [Explicit]

Turn me up, me up
Just

What's up, what's
Big Snoop in this bitch, get it
Dickies up and they saggin'
Gat in the right side, side flag
running at the lip again
Got me feelin' I'ma trip
And you I wasn't listenin'
Bitches talkin' shit, got me like a Crip again
hit you with the re-up
I'm married to the streets, fuck a
Ay nigga roll the weed up
Drink in my cup, we to get G'd up

Beach on my right side
CPT on my side
I got Watts in this
B Dogs from the still screaming out West Side
Long Beach on my side
CPT on my side
I got in this bitch
Tiny locs from the third and they screaming out East

Bitch niggas still on 'em
Cal shots, let it rang on 'em
And if a square ass tried to get up in my circle
We gon' have to put thangs on 'em
Bitch niggas bang on 'em
Fifty Cal shots, let it on 'em
And if a square ass nigga to get up in my circle
We gon' have to put thangs on 'em
Still fuck cause ain't no for 'em
Tell 'em come and see me, I got a for 'em
But then I ain't brainless
I'll my little locs hit you with the stainless
fuck 'cause ain't no love for 'em
Tell 'em come and see me, I got a for 'em
But I ain't make ya famous
I'll have my tiny hit you with the stainless

Bitch you who I be
D-O double G, super
Creepin' the fog
And steppin' through the
And you know I'm high as
And my fly free (Who dat)
you know who I be
D-O double G, super
through the fog
And through the smog
And you I'm high as shit
And my bitches fly

Super Crip,
Crip, who?
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you bitch niggas trip, who?
Crip, what?
Super Crip,
Crip, what?
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you bitch niggas need

enough of that to go around
Real G's make the go 'round
Keep the spinnin' on it's axis
How is he so hood? How can you ask
I guess you can say I put in
On the strip, under lights, now I'm back
And even if I'm on my own
With the chrome to dome
Make you stretch like
I need my real G's to the
Bitch niggas staying to the
I need my hoes front and
on these hoes from the summer to the winter
Spring to the fall, still on my balls
It's the number one nigga from the hood Dogg
Still pull up on a nigga I need to be heard
I'm a killer and a stealer, but I ain't from
shit on the set, I get your whole clique served
You best observe, or be chalked out on the
With your momma and people sayin' "supercrip did it"
But won't testify, so he got away with it
Now I'm on my throne, on my bad phone
I'm talkin' to Man, smokin' on fireman
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, a plane
on the clouds with a Crip stick cane

I am super Crip,
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Crip, who?
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you bitch niggas wanna trip,
Super Crip,
Crip, who?
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you bitch niggas that