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, while y'all remain the same

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

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

Sick of niggaz screamin' hot but really they not
Beatin' you all to the ground six L.A. cops
Put your fist up in the air if you ever shot
And lived to tell about it, never leavin' home it, c'mon

There's no one out for us to fear
I'll say it loud and
(Yeah, we scared of nothin' y'all motherfuckers)
Who can say they're to us
Speak now and you'll be to tears

They probably saw me on the 91 East, gettin' off on
With the rag back, lookin' life's so simple
Tela a loss, still floss, all bets
If Trife cover the house, call X

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

Guns fixed it, not speak about the Likwit we gifted
Twenty-four hours and still
keep your vagina, we drunk and ain't interested
Bitches come a dime and a dove, we trippin' 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 keep smokin' them blunts, niggaz

get with it, I was born to trip
Stay on the lookout, ain't no time to
We ain't for and shit
Change your spot 'cause known to dip

No time for chasin'
I'm on a mission my cash is low
no need to speak on those
Doggy rags are the gangsta's

There's two sides of my family, both sides from the
Finnish chocolate, moms Mississippi yellow
Caramel, Cherokee black man, with a pedigree of
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
hustler, Mississippi moonshine smuggler
Good ol' wrangler in his day with that to fuck ya

to run forever, X the infinite
First line of to smash through the immigrants
Can't the fence, it's all or nothin'
Close the curtain, down your whole production

Don't be scared, be prepared, niggaz do be
thinkin', I mastered the art of hard drinkin'
Yo, you stop the X, try your best
I'm fuckin' with your pockets like the IRS, so yo

no one out there 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 to tears
(Front all the time, motherfuckers)

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

Speak now and you'll be to tears