Luyện nghe bài hát Where the Shit Goes Down

Ice-T, nigga, representin', West side, nigga
South in the muthafuckin' hiddouse
the technique, nigga
Representin' for my niggas out there
all you buster-ass niggas, word

Saturday night in L.A., time to
My peoples hummin' like a vibrator, make crime pay
I'm packin' two and I wish I could carry more
Might sound crazy, but I ran out of before

Yeah, I know the watch me
But my vest clashes hard with the
So I'm just in the black five hun'
I used to low ride, now just for fun

I had cars, but now I got one
Hard to keep up when you're on the run
I got two kis in my and a shovel
Stepped on the one, so now I double

The shovel's for drama, need I say
Got the fat spot under my passenger floor
for the other strap, the automatic type
I gotta keep it close, in case shit hype

Got a bitch in jail, she didn't snitch, she did
I'ma to roll solo till they set her free
'Cause I got some crimeys down, true gees
But got all day, so now it's just me

And I'ma kick this until the day I die
I can't go straight, I won't try
I'm in the game, so don't ask me why
life in L.A.

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my with the rag and bust
Long Beach and are some down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where the goes down

Now niggas they credit and they like to get they loans on
So I up with my boy, who turns them phones on
He told me 'bout this who won't pay
He also said he knew exactly where the muthafucka

So I and got some homies I hang with
Some muthafuckas who I used to bang with
We a trip to his crib
I snatched his hoe and his and this is what we did

I tied punk ass up
I the safe with an axe and then the phones we cut
I didn't hurt his
But I promised time, that I would take her life

I shot a nigga in his for disrespect, caught a body
Got a in Miami for a shoot-out at a party
Got in my trunk from a punk who squealed

Had a partner tried to me and his cap, I peeled
Now I with my finger on my heater
Hand on my beeper, a sleeper

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my face the rag and bust
New York and are some down-ass towns
But South L.A. is where my shit goes down

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my face the rag and bust
Frisco and are some down-ass towns
But South L.A. is where my shit goes down

I to sling enough water, you could float a boat
You could ski on the mountains of coke
But now, most serve chronic
So I let 'em the bank and then I'm all up on it

I serve 'em with a hoe
In a week, they tell my 'bout all they dough
Then I jack and I
The jack's for the money, the for thrills

I got thousand blacks that still serve crack
Got a bitch who the Plaza too, on the track
Got a GTA connection and I fence for
Got some kids that move my fuckin' dope in schools

Got warrants for arrest in about states
Got a bigger body count than fuckin' Bates
I'm a killer, jacker, dealer, supreme
I'm livin' out the hustler

I low and I sag and cuss
I my face with the rag and bust
Houston and are some down-ass towns
But Central L.A. is where that shit goes down

Tonight, I gotta meet this nigga around the way
Some say cool, I think he's DEA
He he want it bad, he heard that I got it good
I bagged up ten kis of flour and met him in the

I met him at my spot, 'cause I it's cool
Pat him down on to remove his tool
I made him name ten niggas he know
But that ain't shit in the game of blow

He asked to see the dope, I to see the cash
He reached for briefcase too fast
A pig, yo, he thought he had the chump
I had my nigga in the closet with a pump

And now fuckin' shot-up body all on the floor
But that's the shovel's for

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my with the rag and bust
Newark and Miami are some towns
But South Central L.A. is where my goes down

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my with the rag and bust
and Chicago are some down-ass towns
But South L.A. is where that shit goes down

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my with the rag and bust
D.C. and Cleveland are some down-ass
But South Central L.A. is where the shit down

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my face the rag and bust
I know all my niggas in down-ass towns
But South L.A. is where my shit goes down