Luyện nghe bài hát Super Crip [Explicit]

Turn me up, me up
blaze

What's up, happening?
Big in this bitch, get it crackin'
Dickies creased up and they
Gat in the side, left side flag
running at the lip again
Got me feelin' trip again
And you thought I wasn't
Bitches talkin' shit, got me like a Crip again
Gotta hit you with the
I'm to the streets, fuck a prenup
Ay nigga roll the weed up
Drink in my cup, we to get G'd up

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

Bitch still bang 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 them on 'em
Bitch niggas bang on 'em
Cal shots, let it rang 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 come and see me, I got a for 'em
But again I ain't brainless
have my little locs hit you with the stainless
Still fuck ain't no love for 'em
Tell 'em and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But I ain't tryna make ya
I'll have my tiny hit you with the stainless

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

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

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

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 need