Luyện nghe bài hát 213 Tha Gangsta Clicc

He he, yeah that's that shit right
Is this that that make a nigga just
It me of, matter of fact I'ma tell y'all
I wasn't gonna share but I'll share it witch'all
Check out

I slid up in a party where suckers was at
Out of bounds, slipping, with this hood rat
My told me that the bitch wasn't shit
But I didn't give a fuck 'cuz twin a Crip
The first young with a baseball cap
Tried to hit a up until he seen how we strut
I'm like "Nigga, take two back"
Now lower your voice you get pimp slapped

I know you seen me on MTV raps
Way back in the days when I was with Five Freddy
I told you then, I told you now, boy I stay
Don't sweat it, we'll get him and met him
Talk shit for a minute then with him
Hail Mary, call Makavelli to come and save ass
'Cuz I'ma put my Chucks up in it so quick and so

You use some like LaBetty
And let you know I'm the king of this motherfucking city
Like Frank White, Brown, John Gotti, Tony Soprano
Joey Banana and the Tony Montana
All of 'em mixed in one to done I like playing it six-to-one
This is fun, shooting my guns, counting my
And walking on you bitch niggaz run I'm from

213, the gangsta
21 motherfucking 3
All we do is the gangsta
shit, biatch
213 the clicc
Haha and you know it,
up
All we do is the gangsta
know what's happening

I shoot 'em up, I bang
Or we can 'em up but you know you can't hang
Still the beach, still A G thang
213 in the house and you know how we
We came to homie, so back up
Plus up in the club, y'all don't have a

I bust guns, you bust
is my bullets probably touch the sun
Want some? and get it
On marks, get set, blah!
coming with it

They won't stop, get it, you don't get it
It don't stop, still don't love
My G-niggaz, holler if ya me
(Gangstas!)
Speak it loud and
If you me raise your cups
(East Side, Beach)
Blaze it up and we

213 the gangsta
21 motherfucking 3
All we do is the gangsta
Gangsta shit,
213 the clicc
and you know it, nigga
up
All we do is the shit
Y'all know happening

You can call me Lil'
Crazy motherfucker plus I'm C-Notes
His finger on the trigger but it way too
You didn't see me so we missing his dome
213 and we

You can call me Nate Cole
Smooth motherfucker when it come to hos
All damn dimes up in area codes
shit, yep and all the hos know
When they go rolling in the stretch
We get it baby girl now or later
She said she to play so I played her
Made a to pay, but never paid her
It ain't a hater

It's just she's a ho
And all of my niggaz
They since '94
Wherever we go, she go

213 the clicc
21 3 nigga
All we do is the gangsta
Gangsta shit,
213 the clicc
and you know it, nigga
up
All we do is the gangsta
Y'all what's happening