Luyện nghe bài hát Locked Down

[Intro -
one, two, three
and YB
[Verse 1 - Ya
Lock down, time to make my proud
California on twenty hour watch now
finna take over baby, hot style
Yeah the young county Konvict got the now
I hear the rumors that I just popped now
Like they never heard a nigga with a hot style
I got the heels to birds, and the now
Old bitches want to holler at me I'm hot now
I got a new sitting in my drop now
Song on the radio, album about to now
lives in California, living proof
Ya Boy, the Roc, Konvict, it do?
I been had what these niggas getting to
Take your girl home, and her earn all them Jimmy Choos
I hope you like heat, it's hot in the boo
Do you service? Am I getting through?
[Chorus -
Hey, I know you heard we got the now
Konvict supplying niggas the clock now
Getting money and we forced to put the down
Glock down, down
And we expanded all the now
And I can get to this lifestyle
No more spending all my trying to fight trial
on lock down
Because is all mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine
victory is all mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine
[Verse 2 - Ya
Another watch, another chain, another copped
to wake these niggas up like alarm clocks
I see hating so we got to keep the arms cocked
I'm the reason CA on storm
It's to get ugly, no Whoopi Gold
Superstar, in the kitchen whipping O's
Toss it to my youngins, call me you get it gone
a rap nigga, we about to get it on
I'm for California from the top down
Holler at Ya Boy, I got it locked
I tried to tell this forever like a diamond
I'm so hot, shorty I can change the

[Verse 3 -
And as the days pass by a G7
And all my on the corner of 7-Eleven
Pour another on the ground and start repping
For all the homies laying down, resting up in
And I hope you watching
And of how we just locked it down
No letting nothing the cash or get caught up
In the streets, how we brought up
4 - Ya Boy]
I'm from the where the fiends shoot up and spark
Load the ammo, it's time to up the charts
Game baby, you might need a scarf
Rockstar, but I'm riding like ark
Louis shades, and Gabbana cloth
Your know I stay fly like Santa Claus
On the road with a full of Asher Roth
We gone pop Rosay the package off
I swear to God I went and got the Bay y'all
But I couldn't do it L.A. backing dog
Niggas say they gone get me, I it off
Because they I keep shooters like basketball
Lock it down, make Kon throw the key
Real nigga, record deal changing me
It a while, but we still got from A to Z
I put in work, what you got to say to me?