Luyện nghe bài hát Super Crip [Explicit]

Turn me up, me up
Just

What's up, happening?
Big Snoop in this bitch, get it
Dickies creased up and saggin'
Gat in the right side, left side
Niggas at the lip again
Got me I'ma trip again
And you thought I listenin'
Bitches shit, got me walkin' like a Crip again
hit you with the re-up
I'm married to the streets, fuck a
Ay lil' nigga the weed up
Drink in my cup, we to get G'd up

Long Beach on my right
CPT on my left
I got in this bitch
B from the jets still screaming out West Side
Beach on my right side
CPT on my left
I got in this bitch
Tiny locs 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 tried to get up in my circle
We gon' have to put thangs on 'em
niggas still bang on 'em
Fifty Cal shots, let it on 'em
And if a ass nigga tried to get up in my circle
We gon' to put them thangs on 'em
fuck cause ain't no love for 'em
Tell 'em and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But then I ain't brainless
I'll have my locs hit you with the stainless
Still 'cause ain't no love for 'em
'em come and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But I tryna make ya famous
I'll have my tiny hit you with the stainless

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

Crip, what?
Super Crip,
Crip, what?
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you bitch wanna trip, who?
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Crip, who?
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you bitch niggas 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 hood? How can you ask
I guess you can say I put in
On the strip, under lights, now I'm bitch
And even if I'm on my own
With the chrome to dome
Make you like elastic
I need my real G's to the
Bitch niggas staying to the
I my hoes front and center
on these hoes from the summer to the winter
Spring to the fall, hoes on my balls
It's the number one from the hood Doggy Dogg
pull up on a nigga when I need to be heard
I'm a killer and a stealer, but I from Pittsburgh
Real shit on the set, I get whole clique served
You observe, or be chalked out on the curb
With your momma and people sayin' "supercrip did it"
But they won't testify, so he got away 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, it's a
Walkin' on the clouds with a Crip cane

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