Luyện nghe bài hát Supercrip

Turn me up, me up
Just

What's up, happening?
Big in this bitch, get it crackin'
Dickies 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 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 side
CPT on my side
I got Watts in bitch
B from the jets still screaming out West Side
Long on my right side
CPT on my side
I got Watts in this
locs from the third and they screaming out East Side

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

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

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

enough of that to go around
Real G's make the go 'round
the planet spinnin' on it's 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 back
And even if I'm on my own
With the to your dome
Make you stretch like
I my real G's to the left
niggas staying to the right
I need my hoes front and
Hard on hoes from the summer to the winter
Spring to the fall, hoes on my balls
It's the number one nigga from the hood Doggy
Still pull up on a when I need to be heard
I'm a killer and a stealer, but I ain't Pittsburgh
shit on the set, I get your whole clique served
You best observe, or be out on the curb
With your momma and your 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 Iron Man, on fireman
up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a plane
Walkin' on the with a Crip stick cane

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