Luyện nghe bài hát Super Crip [Explicit]

Turn me up, me up
Just

up, what's happening?
Big Snoop in bitch, get it crackin'
creased up and they saggin'
Gat in the right side, side flag
running at the lip again
Got me I'ma trip again
And you thought I wasn't
Bitches talkin' shit, got me walkin' a Crip again
hit you with the re-up
I'm to the streets, fuck a prenup
Ay nigga roll the weed up
in my cup, we about to get G'd up

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

Bitch niggas still 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 them on 'em
niggas still 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 no love for 'em
Tell 'em come and see me, I got a for 'em
But then again I ain't
have my little locs hit you with the stainless
Still fuck 'cause ain't no for 'em
Tell 'em and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But I ain't tryna ya famous
have my tiny locos hit you with the stainless

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

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

enough of that to go around
Real G's make the hood go
Keep the planet spinnin' on it's
How is he so How can you ask this?
I guess you can say I put in
On the strip, lights, now I'm back bitch
And if I'm blown on my own
the chrome to your dome
Make you stretch like
I need my real G's to the
Bitch staying to the right
I my hoes front and center
Hard on these from the summer to the winter
to the fall, hoes still on my balls
It's the one nigga from the hood Doggy Dogg
Still up on a nigga when I need to be heard
I'm a killer and a stealer, but I ain't Pittsburgh
Real shit on the set, I get your whole clique
You observe, or be chalked out on the curb
With your momma and your sayin' "supercrip did it"
But they won't testify, so he got with it
Now I'm sttin' on my throne, on my bad
I'm talkin' to Iron Man, on fireman
Look up in the sky, a bird, it's a plane
Walkin' on the with a Crip stick cane

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