Luyện nghe bài hát 213 Tha Gangsta Clicc

He he, yeah that's that shit there
Is this that that make a nigga just
It remind me of, matter of fact I'ma y'all
I gonna share this but I'll share it witch'all
this out

I slid up in a where some 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 this twin a Crip
The first nigga with a baseball cap
to hit a nigga up until he seen how we strut
I'm "Nigga, take two steps back"
Now your voice before you get pimp slapped

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

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

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

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

I guns, you bust guns
Difference is my bullets touch the sun
Want Come and get it
On marks, get set, blah!
That's coming it

They stop, they'll get it, you don't get it
It don't stop, still don't bitches
My G-niggaz, holler if ya me
(Gangstas!)
Speak it and clearly
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 shit
shit, biatch
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 but it way too slow
You didn't see me coming so we missing his
213 and we

You can me Nate King Cole
Smooth motherfucker when it to these hos
All dimes up in every area codes
shit, yep and all the hos know
When go rolling in the stretch Navigator
We get it baby girl now or later
She said she wanted to play so I her
Made a promise to pay, but paid her
It ain't that a

just she's a goddamn ho
And all of my niggaz
They knowin' '94
we go, she gon' go

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