Luyện nghe bài hát Super Crip [Explicit]

Turn me up, me up
blaze

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

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

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

you know who I be
D-O G, super C-R-I-P
through the fog
And through the smog
And you I'm high as shit
And my bitches fly (Who dat)
you know who I be
D-O G, super 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,
Super Crip,
Crip, what?
It's still 187 if you bitch wanna trip, who?
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Crip, what?
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you bitch need that

It's enough of to go around
Real G's the hood go 'round
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 even if I'm on my own
With the chrome to dome
Make you like elastic
I my real G's to the left
Bitch staying to the right
I need my hoes front and
Hard on these hoes from the to the winter
to the fall, hoes still on my balls
It's the number one nigga from the hood Doggy
Still pull up on a nigga I need to be heard
I'm a and a stealer, but I ain't from Pittsburgh
shit on the set, I get your whole clique served
You observe, or be chalked out on the curb
your momma and your people sayin' "supercrip did it"
But they won't testify, so he got away it
Now I'm sttin' on my throne, on my bad
I'm talkin' to Man, smokin' on fireman
Look up in the sky, a bird, it's a plane
Walkin' on the 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 trip, who?
Super Crip,
Crip, who?
Super Crip,
Crip, who?
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you bitch niggas that