Luyện nghe bài hát Supercrip

Turn me up, me up
Just

What's up, happening?
Big Snoop in this bitch, get it
Dickies creased up and they
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
hit you with 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 Beach on my right
CPT on my side
I got Watts in bitch
B from 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 third and they screaming out East

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' to put them thangs on 'em
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
Still cause ain't no love for 'em
Tell 'em come and see me, I got a for 'em
But then again I ain't
I'll my little locs hit you with the stainless
Still fuck ain't no love for 'em
'em come and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But I ain't tryna make ya
I'll have my locos hit you with the stainless

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

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

enough of that to go around
Real G's make the go 'round
Keep the planet on it's axis
How is he so hood? How can you ask
I you can say I put in practice
On the strip, lights, now I'm back bitch
And even if I'm on my own
With the chrome to dome
you stretch like elastic
I need my G's to the left
niggas staying to the right
I need my hoes and center
Hard on these hoes from the to the winter
Spring to the fall, still on my balls
It's the number one nigga the hood Doggy Dogg
Still pull up on a 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 clique served
You observe, or be chalked out on the curb
With your and your people sayin' "supercrip did it"
But won't testify, so he got away with it
Now I'm on my throne, on my bad phone
I'm talkin' to Iron Man, smokin' on
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, a plane
Walkin' on the clouds with a 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,
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you niggas need that