Luyện nghe bài hát Loud & Clear

Yeah, to life, had to pay a heavy-ass price
worth waitin' on the platinum and ice
I'm precise the merchandise, came back like Christ
To change the game, while y'all niggaz remain the

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

I transmit for the convicts, committed, bullshitted
Shadowbox, detox, my own critic
It's like to squeeze water from rocks
I negotiate the neighborhood stops and clean your clock with a

of niggaz screamin' they hot but really they not
Beatin' you all to the ground like six L.A.
Put your fist up in the air if you ever shot
And lived to tell about it, leavin' home without it, c'mon

There's no one out there for us to
say it loud and clear
(Yeah, we ain't scared of nothin' motherfuckers)
Who can say close to us
now and you'll be brought to tears

They probably saw me on the 91 East, gettin' off on
With the rag back, like life's so simple
take a loss, still floss, all bets
If Trife can't the house, call X

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

Guns fixed it, best not 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

Standin' at the bar, in the cut
"Ooh, boo wait, I you had too much"
Bitch what? Act and pour it in a cup
The West and Eastside keep smokin' them blunts,

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

No time for hoes
I'm on a mission 'cause my is low
There's no need to speak on
Doggy rags are the clothes

There's two sides of my family, both sides the ghetto
Finnish chocolate, moms Mississippi yellow
Caramel, Cherokee man, with a pedigree of excellence
Together we rise, no for separateness

My grandfather Snake was a Jake, or a
Of a smack to a who don't know how to act
hustler, Mississippi moonshine smuggler
Good ol' wrangler in his day with attitude to fuck ya

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

Don't be scared, be prepared, do be bustin'
Without thinkin', I mastered the art of hard
Yo, you stop the X, try your best
I'm still with your pockets like the IRS, so yo

There's no one out there for us to
say it loud and clear
(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 vicious
(You spinnin' after spinnin' after rhyme spinnin')
I done seen and heard
Let's prove the West is for real

Speak now and be brought to tears