Luyện nghe bài hát Loot

(Intro)
Man ain't comin back for the cocaine
They came mace

Yea!
Obie
Yea
Obie Trice
It's shit, nigga
Get it nigga, no gimmicks
You know what I'm bout
I loot
I loot

(Verse)
boy, oh boy
Straight out the gutter where have to fight for it
Risk yo life for it, flight for it
Boxin awkward in the game just like
rappin, wrappin em up in plastic
Put a tax on it to ship em off to
ain't gotta aks about my actions
I was back in from the hood, a activist
(I loot)
Nah I ain't dough, sold it on the low low
Hustle up to put rims on the 4 door
in the momo, Obie it's yo dolo
Motorola explode, I was chased though
And I erase
Bought some foreign cuts now the pesos
O in the Oldsmobile, holdin on the bill
Just forget a for lil mama or maybe Fields
I'm a real nigga first
Caught a thrill when I'm them pills, watch it disperse
Hoppin out the waffle house, with problem I you
Pager on my could probably feed a nation

(Hook)
I mean
Straight slingin
Oh man they come so as... Trice!
Get it nigga, no gimmicks
guns, ridiculous

(Verse)
Hopin out the to straight out of this dixon
Throw a bar, on the nine and you dip it
Super daddy-o, the champ audio
Those 15's, I'm the man in the
Allow me to it back to 92
With a 40 ounce blue and a nigga like Kru
Disrespect me, I go see what the ruga do
Niggas don't follow, you be with the prove
Beneath the core or whoever we before
Cuz whoever we lovin now keep heaven's door
Cuz they for sure, post-mortem some orphan
to go up the hate, Obie Trice Aldrin
Kushin the tourists, wrapped up
it down somewhere cordial, don't need a tourist
Tourist here from some case, you can't afford this
Money take a nigga curses
Nigga I work for this, I murk for
I erase your loved one who yo bitch
Have mercy on law that's so powerful is
I a pistol on my purse and chest for this just for this

(Hook)
I mean
Straight rocks
Oh man come so crooked as... Trice!
Get it real nigga, no
guns, ridiculous

(Verse)
Crack poppin, Obie where it markin
mama had a problem with my logic
She never stopped so she dead, rest in peace Eleanor
All she ever wanted for them boys was better for em
What you I'm sellin for way before the bell out
on the porch watch a lady hit a mel out
First in 15, nigga hoe sex out
No disrespect, boy you wind up in yo shit
I'm just a hustler on some dope boy gunner

(Outro)
Straight slingin
I'm just a hustler on dope boy gunner smith
Straight slingin
I'm a hustler on some dope boy gunner smith
Yea!