They Call Me Sin Loc (ft. Samu Beats) (исполнитель: Og Sin Loc Blackburn)
Music from [bad word] [bad word] wccca That's that [bad word] right there The funky [bad word] When you are stressing a fact I stress the rella I know some people that wanted to kill that [bad word] Let me leave that [bad word] alone About to put some gas in the 66 chevy and get the [bad word] on Dippin up the highway Doin [bad word] my way Lookin for some [bad word] to [bad word] Cuz this is my day Old school playin Curtis Mayfield Pusher Man I sap to the head to some ?? It's The mystery of mess With the killa rap flow And my [bad word] on the beat named Samuel Foseno Sin automaticly got to get to cabbage, Like a [bad word] with not full have asleep I put my foot on the game and i don't quit All pass is the throw down to own the money [bad word] So if you go to the West [bad word] original Sin Loc Never thought that [bad word] always out to get dope I stay being the "Head [bad word] in charge" When its time to pull a 79 out of garage It's Hitman is on the block And really dont want it to stop You got nut without the culture of reality hip-hop As i step up on this stage And delivering a testimony With not the [bad word] making me some money Get your [bad word] hands up Get your [bad word] cuffs off You got to find, [bad word] roll it up The [bad word] hands up Turn your [bad word] thumbs down Im from the shoulder [bad word] ?? The [bad word] game up If you try to bring the changer You know the saying [bad word] hustle up! I spit at that savage ?? West, no South or East We all know what that Human Unity to get peace So put your right foot in, get your left foot out With no faith in God to put that foot in your mouth Cuz you talking can Eazy get the sidewalk choking Them thoughts can turn wins to automatic glassons Get mic, wanna keep away from doing [bad word] this stupid way Cuz when you [bad word] with Sin is a price to pay So put your life on the roulette line ?? Sometimes it can skip you just get your [bad word] next time And we let you tape, put your life and stay So [bad word] never even see the light of the day I spit my whole time years on [bad word] streets Without no mother, without father who just [bad word] me And I'mma tell every man is different if you just stop to listen And when the session is over you do nutrition And if the [bad word] is burning we do the smithson Ain't no [bad word] to kiss, It's just kickin And I feel it's goes good I wish you [bad word] wood It's a mentality especially when [bad word] out of hood Don't you know how to act, can sip the coniac But when you fallin on the ground you need to sit the [bad word] down I want you understand I think you quick like staying Dont [bad word] with the ???? ???? Dope rhymes are real from the sick individual All four of them up and two twisted in the middle What's my [bad word] name? (Sin Loc) What's my [bad word] game? (Label) And yeah, I still remain the same Witch is gettin up, gettin up my [bad word] dope Slap a [bad word] [bad word] Toss the eyes. Well it's not hope You see Crippin ain't easy but it's done Just do what the [bad word] i say and we can make these [bad word] Let's stop make [bad [bad word] agitated and editated And there are be no need for catch it faded Just all the grind now that what you find out That Sin Loc is the one of the realest [bad word] no doubt I [bad word] with the cabbage or consequently Go head and light it up before I hit the [bad word] synary Just leave the mark up on this [bad word] planet No, keep it real to the best of mine menace So don't need to be [bad word] with me or you will show and see Ah what [bad word] out real or it won't be The mastermind of respect droll a lot of ?? yes Anything other on that but get your death They wonder why I drop the [bad word] game so cold ???, shine it bright, not listen to gold I flip my [bad word] script, dip my [bad word] whip And if you [bad word] own me money, yeah Imma trip Just call me Sin man, better yet just call me Hitman Curtis to any [bad word] forcing their hands Up in my pockets, my stable, my [bad word] cookie jar It will be too late, you know, you gone too far You got one time to gross, you do is a cost Im sorry to your family for your [bad word] lost I ain't the one that be played with it Dice catch a fade with it And only other [bad word] [bad word] they say they call me Sin Loc. (Oh [bad word] OG Sin Loc, Right there Straight intellegent national, the legend [bad word] They call me Sin Loc Straight intellegent national Legend [bad word] A.K.A. Hitman [bad word] out of cage of 1993 You call Sin Loc.