Luyện nghe bài hát Super Crip [Explicit]

Turn me up, me up
Just

up, what's happening?
Big Snoop in this bitch, get it
creased up and they saggin'
Gat in the right side, left side
Niggas running at the lip
Got me feelin' I'ma trip
And you thought I listenin'
Bitches shit, got me walkin' like a Crip again
Gotta hit you with the
I'm married to the streets, a prenup
Ay lil' roll the weed up
in my cup, we about to get G'd up

Long on my right side
CPT on my left
I got Watts in bitch
B from the jets still screaming out West Side
Beach on my right side
CPT on my side
I got in this bitch
Tiny locs from the third and they screaming out Side

Bitch niggas still on 'em
Fifty Cal shots, let it on 'em
And if a square ass nigga to get up in my circle
We gon' have to put thangs on 'em
Bitch niggas still on 'em
Cal shots, let it rang on 'em
And if a square ass nigga to get up in my circle
We gon' have to put thangs on 'em
Still fuck cause no love for 'em
'em come and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But then I ain't brainless
I'll have my little locs hit you the stainless
Still fuck ain't no love for 'em
Tell 'em and see me, I got a slug for 'em
But I ain't tryna make ya
I'll have my locos hit you with the stainless

you know who I be
D-O double G, super
Creepin' the fog
And through the smog
And you know I'm as shit
And my fly free (Who dat)
Bitch you who I be
D-O double G, C-R-I-P
through the fog
And steppin' the smog
And you know I'm high as
And my bitches fly

Crip, what?
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you niggas wanna trip, who?
Crip, what?
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Crip, what?
It's still 187 if you bitch niggas need

It's enough of to go around
G's make the hood go 'round
Keep the spinnin' on it's axis
How is he so How can you ask this?
I guess you can say I put in
On the strip, under lights, now I'm back
And if I'm blown on my own
With the chrome to dome
you stretch like elastic
I need my real G's to the
Bitch niggas staying to the
I my hoes front and center
Hard on hoes from the summer to the winter
Spring to the fall, hoes still on my
the number one nigga from the hood Doggy Dogg
Still up on a nigga when I need to be heard
I'm a killer and a stealer, but I from Pittsburgh
Real on the set, I get your whole clique served
You best observe, or be chalked out on the
With momma and your people sayin' "supercrip did it"
But they won't testify, so he got with it
Now I'm on my throne, on my bad phone
I'm to Iron Man, smokin' on fireman
Look up in the sky, a bird, it's a plane
Walkin' on the clouds with a Crip cane

I am super Crip,
Super Crip,
Crip, what?
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you bitch niggas wanna trip,
Crip, what?
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
Super Crip,
It's still 187 if you niggas need that