Luyện nghe bài hát Supercrip

Turn me up, me up
blaze

What's up, what's
Big Snoop in this bitch, get it
Dickies creased up and they
Gat in the right side, left flag
running at the lip again
Got me feelin' I'ma trip
And you thought I wasn't
Bitches talkin' shit, got me walkin' like a again
Gotta hit you the re-up
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 side
CPT on my left
I got Watts in this
B Dogs from the jets screaming out West Side
Long Beach on my right
CPT on my side
I got Watts in this
Tiny locs from the third and screaming out East Side

Bitch still bang on 'em
Fifty Cal shots, let it on 'em
And if a square ass nigga tried to get up in my
We gon' to put them thangs on 'em
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 have to put them thangs on 'em
Still fuck cause no love for 'em
Tell 'em and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But then again I ain't
I'll have my little locs hit you with the
Still fuck 'cause no love for 'em
Tell 'em come and see me, I got a for 'em
But I ain't tryna 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 fly free (Who dat)
you know who I be
D-O double G, C-R-I-P
through the fog
And steppin' through the
And you I'm high as shit
And my bitches fly

Crip, what?
Super Crip,
Crip, what?
Super Crip,
Crip, what?
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
Real G's make the hood go
the planet spinnin' 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 even if I'm on my own
With the chrome to dome
Make you like elastic
I my real G's to the left
Bitch niggas to the right
I need my hoes front and
Hard on these hoes the summer to the winter
Spring to the fall, hoes still on my
It's the number one from the hood Doggy Dogg
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 observe, or be chalked out on the curb
your momma and your people sayin' "supercrip did it"
But they won't testify, so he got with it
Now I'm sttin' on my throne, on my bad
I'm talkin' to Iron Man, smokin' on
Look up in the sky, it's a bird, it's a
Walkin' on the clouds with a 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,
Crip, what?
Crip, who?
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you bitch need that