Luyện nghe bài hát Super Crip [Explicit]

Turn me up, me up
Just

What's up, what's
Big in this bitch, get it crackin'
Dickies creased up and they
Gat in the right side, left side
Niggas at the lip again
Got me I'ma trip again
And you I wasn't listenin'
talkin' shit, got me walkin' like a Crip again
Gotta hit you the re-up
I'm married to the streets, fuck a
Ay lil' roll the weed up
in my cup, we about to get G'd up

Long on my right side
CPT on my side
I got Watts in this
B Dogs from the jets still screaming out West
Beach on my right side
CPT on my side
I got Watts in bitch
Tiny locs from the third and 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' to put them thangs on 'em
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
Still cause ain't no love for 'em
Tell 'em and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But then I ain't brainless
have my little locs hit you with the stainless
Still fuck ain't no love for 'em
Tell 'em come and see me, I got a for 'em
But I ain't tryna ya famous
I'll have my tiny locos hit you with the

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

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

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

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