Luyện nghe bài hát Where the Shit Goes Down

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

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

Yeah, I know the watch me
But my vest hard with the Versace
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 for drama, need I say more?
Got the fat stash spot my passenger floor
for the other strap, the automatic type
I gotta keep it close, in case gets hype

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

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

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

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

So I went and got some I hang with
Some crazy who I used to bang with
We took a to his crib
I snatched his hoe and his kids and this is we did

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

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

Had a tried to play me and his cap, I peeled
Now I rest with my finger on my
on my beeper, a light sleeper

I low ride and I sag and
I cover my with the rag and bust
New York and Philly are some towns
But South Central L.A. is my shit goes down

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

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

I 'em with a cute hoe
In a week, they tell my bitches 'bout all they
Then I and I kill
The jack's for the money, the kill's for

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

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

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

Tonight, I gotta meet nigga from around the way
Some say he's cool, I he's DEA
He said he want it bad, he 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 know it's
Pat him down on sight to remove his
I made him name ten niggas he should
But that ain't shit in the game of blow

He to see the dope, I asked to see the cash
He for that briefcase too fast
A fuckin' pig, yo, he he had the chump
I had my nigga in the closet with a bull

And now there's fuckin' body all on the floor
But that's what the for

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my face with the rag and
Newark and are some down-ass towns
But South Central L.A. is where my shit down

I low and I sag and cuss
I cover my face with the rag and
Detroit and Chicago are some towns
But South Central L.A. is where that goes down

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

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