Luyện nghe bài hát Supercrip

Turn me up, me up
blaze

What's up, happening?
Big in this bitch, get it crackin'
creased up and they saggin'
Gat in the right side, left flag
Niggas at the lip again
Got me I'ma trip again
And you thought I listenin'
Bitches talkin' shit, got me walkin' a Crip again
Gotta hit you with the
I'm married to the streets, a prenup
Ay lil' 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 in this bitch
B Dogs from the still screaming out West Side
Long Beach on my right
CPT on my side
I got Watts in bitch
locs from the third and they screaming out East Side

Bitch still 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
niggas 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' have to put thangs on 'em
fuck cause ain't no love for 'em
Tell 'em and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But then again I brainless
I'll have my 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 make ya
I'll have my tiny locos hit you with the

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

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

It's 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 you can say I put in practice
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 nigga from the hood Doggy
Still 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 your whole served
You best observe, or be chalked out on the
With your 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 talkin' to Iron Man, 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,
Super Crip,
Crip, what?
It's still 187 if you niggas wanna trip, who?
Crip, what?
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Crip, who?
Super Crip,
It's 187 if you bitch niggas need that