Luyện nghe bài hát Lax Files

Put lighters up if you want to
Pull muthafuckin' Dodger caps
Over your muthafuckin' eyes til' you see shit
I you to go blind, nigga
So you can how I felt
I was in that muthafuckin' coma

Raised in the city of
Where and danger switch lanes
So stranger, slow
Where beggars and gangsta's
Women and are
Just part of a face we show

We got and ocean
We in slow motion
Off sticky you walk up to blow
I ain't nothin' better there
why we all take our hats off to you
The one

to my hood, hood
Look at my block,
That's project buildin'
Yeah, that's where I got shot,

'Cause I was more hood than
Had rocks than Jay
scars on my face than the original Scarface
Or the homeboy

Al Pacino couldn't be no
on Casino, he no gangsta'
Wanna be, see, wanna get a shovel
Dig tookie up nigga 'cause he gangsta's

Niggas think they watch Menace a couple times
Seen in Boys n The Hood and press rewind
That you can survive when a Crip
Run upon your and flex the nine

You must be out of mind
A Blood will put you out of your mind
So stay the fuck up out of my
Or my niggas take you up out of your

It a movie, dog
Hell yeah, it's a fuckin' Uzi, dog
I'm to hop inside my Impala
Try to keep up, lose me y'all

in the city of angels
Where and danger switch lanes
So stranger, slow
Where and gangsta's pass
and dank are
Just part of a face that we

We got mountains and
We move in motion
Off that you walk up to blow
I swear ain't better there
why we all take our hats off to you
The one

I the real O-Dog
And that nigga know the Game
I call him the rinse
And he ain't been in no gang

But he been in my house,
And he set on my couch,
I put one in the air
So yeah, that know what I'm 'bout, 'bout

I'm 'bout my hood, I'm 'bout my
I'm 'bout my so if the rat money stop
And I a clock
you slippin' at a light, get out yo' shit

We jack niggas, out of
And rap niggas, and ball
we ball player
We chop it up them trap niggas

We Outkasts, we big
Ludacris with big toys
Where I'm from only
Two standin' on the corner
Me and liquor store

what the Bloods did to Weezy
Look what the Crips did to
This gang shit ain't nothin' to play with
Me and Dogg just made it look easy

in the city of angels
Where safe and danger switch
So stranger, drive
Where beggars and gangsta's
Women and are
part of a face that we show

We got and ocean
We move in slow
Off that sticky you walk up to
I swear ain't nothin' there
That's why we all our hats off to you
The one

niggas got this LA shit real fucked up man
Niggas better start respectin' what the we about man
We niggas the fuck out
This shit ain't no movie,

This shit is real, Crips, Bloods,
We shit down, this is LA
Wrote the shit on my face, put a muthafuckin' behind
What the I am, Starface
LA chronic, LAX files, case