Luyện nghe bài hát Local 580

Chorus: {ms.
Fuck tha police, they took so to come
So grab yo gun, fuck the police
So where they at they at
So nigga's yo gat

{b.g.}
I'm runnin' from the they after me
I ain't goin' down try'na fix me a case
Try'na strap me in that
Runnin' and shakin' it I'm movin' like the man
Tec's in my and amide in my fuckin' hand
B.g. on a run peepin' out a fuckin'
Busters got me covered some gangsters out that tenth
I caught two-o seven two fourteen and two
I'm gettin' out with them niggas in the fuckin' gate
I got on my all black walkin' up inferred
Under my there's a fuckin' tec
Bitches talkin' shit off at the mouth
Some hoe just snitched on my hideout
Now I got to travel long police still free
Criminal at fourteen I'm thinkin' what the to do
Boo-koo on the I don't care if I die
When I was say good-bye to the good guys
I think it's time for war increased violence fuck the peace
Comin' out the alley with my gear bustin' at the
I'm hit 'em I'm try'na leave they brains on the floor
They try'na play me like a hoe the local 5-8-0
But ain't no days like that I'm from
If they some bests believe them bitches got's to come get some
A nigga gettin' busy in the computer my is lifted
Fuck blue terr wears and the fuckin' second mission
On my dick try'na take me underground
Try'na blame me, frame me they try'na get me
They won't they just won't quick
They try'na me with some shit that I didn't commit
Fuck tha

{mr.
Ain't a bitch they try'na make a nigga jump up
Shoulder slug and kill a fuckin' cop up
Bout to hop in some hot that ticker ticker!
Catch me, catch my black ass, but they wanna try to my ass
The surveillance, the he say she say shit
Fuck what'cha said 'cause ya up a dead bitch
He pulled out the luger 'cause he crooked and do me
But let's see a real player, up on what they doin' to me
Pushin' the chronic, that shit to yo pocket's fat and
If you right plan to use yo gat, then we to run mud on them
Lil' piggy's, that mean I'm comin' out or alive comin' get me
Bitch don't tell me shit, ya need to yo fuckin' vest
If I get a I'm a knock yo badge of yo chest
Fuck the task, the f.b.i. and yes i'ma do yo
I'm called the that's the one to blow ya
Time to get a nickel for the shit I did
Motherfucker drop it, ya see think you can fuck with me

{ms.
Now why the fuck the is on my block
Try'na sit me down, sayin' ya fuckin' rock's
But I know the ass bitches put it one me
'cause they couldn't find my stash 'cause knows
I my rock's in my pussy hole
'cause I'm a bitch so ya can't touch uh I and never muffer
in the wrong way and I stab ya in yo gut
Like to fuckin' I take my nine and I pluck 'em
Snipin' ass nigga, to get over
One will and have my weight over my
Stupid ass bitches puttin' a nigga down
why I never let them motherfuckers around
So it, when we need 'em
They take so long to uhh and
The damage is uhh, so when we need 'em they
Take so long to come, 'cause they diggy doggy dumb man fuck the

{black
Project life, with the rat and the
Tell me if ya when the danger approaches
Crack fiend's triple beam, it's on the scale
Close yo eyes, forever may you in hell
Gettin' out the ghetto is only a dream in cases
Never had nothin' but always gave us love
queen, from pain from a youngster
Shot six times in the by the dumpster
Be when ya step, but don't step to light
'cause the tec is in the in the projects at night
Some gangsta ass slangin' crack on the corner
All blacked up with the gangsta
Try'na make a livin', try'na have him lil' some
Them white folk's as cop don't want to see me as
But a nigga got soul, with a full of gold and
I don't give a fuck bout of you hoes
Brangin' terror with no error to the mother po-pos
You know that the jiggy jiggy jack-o
That's comin' to the top no motherfuckin' peace
Nigga peep game mother tha police

{lil'
Zero, zero, one one
Bitch ass ass, cop's have yet to come
'cause uhh, deuce revolvers is my problem
shake yo ass now ya up like yo father
I got's to get away, I to get an disguise
The rat's his on my ass time to get the out of dodge
'cause I'm to known for sellin' on my fuckin' block
These nigga's got these I get these fuckin' flipper rock's
Duckin' and dodgin' and steady mobbin' but the law keep's
'cause they hear a nigga nigga I roll's quicker out the cut
The quicker to break 'em up, 'cause a nigga money struck
Bailin' the north 'cause that's my thang
The motherfuckin' corn meal is the shit I
Been did it and it fuck that nigga done stunt'ed
I'm runnin' and show them nigga's ain't nothin' funny