Luyện nghe bài hát Aint Gangsta

How you gonna take like a Man or a bitch?
you gon' get it on nigga or you snitch?
I represent niggas in the hood rich
man, I stack chips and I clips
after 3 Summers in the jail I thought was hard
some started fightin', some niggas found God
you know me, started sellin' in the yard
yo, I ran into who used to have Hummers
big as Hell in the joint '86 numbers
damm Dog, you been in here long?
you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead
a convo is only words, "yo whattup"
you ain't work out to leave this bitch cut up
let a nigga find out you on some goin' shit
and you tryin' to without payin' a loan, shit
some niggas beat on the strength of they cream
after the witnesses disappeared on the strength of they
I'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it never
a nigga I got beef end up in the same jail
he had a L in bible paper blowin' the lye
I sent him a little just to be blowin' his high
and when I you in NewYork why would I box you now?
If I catch you in the yard I'm'a ox you
niggas you think is real really hold they own
I'll have 'em on E.T. shit tryin' to phone home
in a gemstar is like a Nine Milly chrome
it's similar, infact both split ya dome
scars are souvenirs, niggas take 'em home.

You got blown over the jack? (that gangsta)
Man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't gangsta)
rockin' a vest no gat? (that ain't gangsta)
you only a when you rap? (that ain't gangsta)
niggas jooked you for your (that ain't gangsta)
you ran to thugs to get it back? (that ain't gangsta)
niggas ran off with your (that ain't gangsta)
If you ain't ya gat (that ain't gangsta)

2:]
You'd call me an Animal if you seen me on lock
I stay in a box cats be shook when I'm visitin'
when I walk by, niggas "Fifty don't play Son"
"yeah, somethin' really wrong that nigga..."
max out, I'm goin' straight for the
a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the block
the things that'll if niggas say I can't eat
down the window... out goes the heat
I'll make the block look like a fuckin' trackmeet
some get it in the leg, some get it in the
get it in the foot, bleed all over their airmax
nigga pump my or pay poor tax
it's extortion, it happens in the hood
claim more lives than choices, free
Rich Nice says I got a problem with the
'cause I put the title to the Benz on the line
I rock shit 'cause I on that block shit
that 9mm Ruger to your knot
see the difference is I'm and you not, kid
I still stash money in my sock, shit
ya'll wanna pop shit? I pop clips
leave with your blood on my mink in the Six
Guiliani and Pataki can't stop
since '86 my clique pop Criss.

5-5-1 BLLLAAAP!
BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!
What the you know about that?