Luyện nghe bài hát Supercrip

Turn me up, me up
Just

What's up, what's
Big Snoop in bitch, get it crackin'
Dickies up and they saggin'
Gat in the side, left side flag
Niggas at the lip again
Got me feelin' I'ma again
And you thought I listenin'
Bitches talkin' shit, got me walkin' like a again
Gotta hit you the re-up
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 on my right side
CPT on my left
I got in this bitch
B Dogs from the jets still screaming out Side
Long Beach on my side
CPT on my left
I got Watts in this
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 nigga to get up in my circle
We gon' have to put thangs 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' have to put thangs on 'em
Still fuck cause ain't no for 'em
Tell 'em come and see me, I got a for 'em
But then again I brainless
I'll have my locs hit you with the stainless
Still fuck 'cause ain't no for 'em
'em come and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But I ain't tryna ya famous
I'll my tiny locos hit you with the stainless

you know who I be
D-O double G, super
through the fog
And through the smog
And you know I'm as shit
And my bitches fly (Who dat)
you know who I be
D-O G, super C-R-I-P
through the fog
And steppin' the smog
And you I'm high 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 enough of to go around
G's make the hood go 'round
Keep the planet spinnin' on axis
How is he so How can you ask this?
I guess you can say I put in
On the strip, lights, now I'm back bitch
And even if I'm on my own
With the chrome to your
Make you stretch like
I my real G's to the left
Bitch staying to the right
I my hoes front and center
Hard on hoes from the summer to the winter
Spring to the fall, still on my balls
It's the number one nigga from the hood Doggy
Still pull up on a nigga 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 clique
You best observe, or be chalked out on the
With your momma and your people "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 to Iron Man, smokin' on fireman
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a
Walkin' on the with a Crip stick cane

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