Luyện nghe bài hát Supercrip

Turn me up, me up
Just

up, what's happening?
Big Snoop in this bitch, get it
creased up and they saggin'
Gat in the right side, left side
running at the lip again
Got me feelin' trip again
And you I wasn't listenin'
talkin' shit, got me walkin' like a Crip again
Gotta hit you with the
I'm married to the streets, a prenup
Ay lil' nigga 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 Dogs from the still screaming out West Side
Beach on my right side
CPT on my side
I got in this bitch
Tiny from the third and they screaming out East Side

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

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

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

It's enough of to go around
Real G's the hood go 'round
Keep the planet on it's axis
How is he so hood? How can you ask
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 to your dome
Make you stretch elastic
I need my real G's to the
Bitch niggas staying to the
I need my hoes front and
Hard on hoes from the summer to the winter
Spring to the fall, hoes still on my
It's the number one nigga the hood Doggy Dogg
Still pull up on a nigga when I need to be
I'm a killer and a stealer, but I ain't Pittsburgh
Real shit on the set, I get whole clique served
You best observe, or be out on the curb
your momma 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 to Iron Man, smokin' on fireman
Look up in the sky, a bird, it's a plane
Walkin' on the clouds a Crip stick cane

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