Luyện nghe bài hát Loud & Clear

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

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

I for the convicts, committed, never bullshitted
Shadowbox, detox, my own worse
It's like tryin' to squeeze water rocks
I negotiate the neighborhood stops and clean your clock with a

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

There's no one out there for us to
say it loud and clear
(Yeah, we ain't scared of nothin' motherfuckers)
Who can say they're 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
Tela take a loss, still floss, all
If can't cover the house, call X

Likwit brothers, Blues Brothers
somethin', make killers do somethin', f'real
The bitch often politic with the skill
Now shit's all twisted,

fixed it, best not speak about the Likwit we gifted
Twenty-four hours and lifted
Bitch keep your vagina, we drunk and interested
Bitches come a dime and a dove, we ain't it

at the bar, soft-styled in the cut
"Ooh, boo wait, I you had too much"
Bitch Act right and pour it in a cup
The West and Eastside smokin' them blunts, niggaz

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

No time for chasin'
I'm on a 'cause my cash is low
There's no need to speak on
rags are the gangsta's clothes

There's two sides of my family, both sides from the
Pops Finnish chocolate, Mississippi yellow
Caramel, Cherokee black man, a pedigree of excellence
we rise, no time for separateness

My grandfather was a Jake, or a Jack
Of a smack to a bird who know how to act
Straight hustler, Mississippi moonshine
Good ol' wrangler in his day with that attitude to ya

to run forever, X the infinite
First of defense to smash through the immigrants
Can't straddle the fence, all or nothin'
Close the curtain, shut down whole production

Don't be scared, be prepared, do be bustin'
Without thinkin', I mastered the art of hard
Yo, you wanna the X, try your best
I'm still fuckin' your pockets 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 close to us?
now and you'll be brought to tears
(Front all the time, motherfuckers)

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

Speak now and you'll be brought to