Luyện nghe bài hát Loud & Clear

Yeah, to life, had to pay a heavy-ass price
Sacrifice worth waitin' on the and ice
I'm precise with the merchandise, back like Christ
To the game, while y'all niggaz remain the same

Clear the lane, comin' through like Kobe, you hold me
You can't stop me, ever since I 'Paparazzi'
I watched the game unfold into some hideous shit
Like every that can spit be droppin' a hit

I transmit for the convicts, committed, bullshitted
Shadowbox, detox, my own worse
It's like tryin' to squeeze from rocks
I negotiate the neighborhood stops and your clock with a glock

Sick of niggaz they hot but really they not
Beatin' you all to the like six L.A. cops
Put fist up in the air if you ever been shot
And lived to tell about it, never home without it, c'mon

There's no one out there for us to
I'll say it and clear
(Yeah, we ain't scared of y'all motherfuckers)
Who can say close to us
Speak now and you'll be brought to

probably saw me on the 91 East, gettin' off on Central
With the rag back, lookin' like so simple
take a loss, still floss, all bets
If can't cover the house, call X

Likwit crew brothers, Brothers
Move somethin', killers do somethin', f'real
The bitch made often politic with the
Now shit's all twisted,

Guns fixed it, best not speak about the Likwit we
Twenty-four hours and still
Bitch keep your vagina, we drunk and ain't
come a dime and a dove, we ain't trippin' it

Standin' at the bar, in the cut
"Ooh, boo wait, I you had too much"
Bitch what? Act right and it in a cup
The West and Eastside keep smokin' blunts, niggaz

Let's get with it, I was born to
on the lookout, ain't no time to slip
We ain't for games and
your spot 'cause we're known to dip

No time for hoes
I'm on a 'cause my cash is low
no need to speak on those
Doggy are the gangsta's clothes

There's two sides of my family, both sides the ghetto
Pops chocolate, moms Mississippi yellow
Caramel, Cherokee black man, with a of excellence
Together we rise, no time for

My grandfather was a Jake, or a Jack
Of a to a bird who don't know how to act
Straight hustler, Mississippi smuggler
Good ol' wrangler in his day that attitude to fuck ya

to run forever, X the infinite
First line of defense to smash the immigrants
straddle the fence, it's all or nothin'
Close the curtain, shut down your whole

be scared, be prepared, niggaz do be bustin'
Without thinkin', I the art of hard drinkin'
Yo, you stop the X, try your best
I'm still fuckin' with your like the IRS, so yo

There's no one out for us to fear
I'll say it loud and
(Yeah, we ain't of none a you motherfuckers)
Who can say they're to us?
Speak now and you'll be brought to
(Front all the time, motherfuckers)

all around, to see
How we display our skills
(You guys spinnin' after after rhyme spinnin')
I seen and heard enough
prove the West Coast is for real

Speak now and you'll be to tears