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 gettin' rich
man, I chips and I unload clips
after 3 Summers in the jail I life was hard
some niggas started fightin', some found God
you me, started sellin' leek in the yard
yo, I ran into niggas who used to have
big as Hell in the joint wearin' '86
damm Dog, you been in here long?
you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead
a convo is three words, "yo whattup"
you ain't gotta work out to this bitch cut up
let a find out you on some goin' home shit
and you tryin' to bounce without a loan, shit
some niggas beat on the strength of they cream
the witnesses disappeared on the strength of they team
I'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it fails
a nigga I got with end up in the same jail
he had a L rolled in bible paper the lye
I sent him a little kite just to be blowin' his
and when I you in NewYork why would I box you now?
If I catch you in the yard ox you down
niggas you think is really can't hold they own
I'll have 'em on some E.T. shit 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 (that ain't gangsta)
Man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't gangsta)
rockin' a vest with no gat? (that gangsta)
you only a thug when you rap? (that gangsta)
niggas jooked you for your track? (that gangsta)
you ran to other thugs to get it back? (that gangsta)
niggas ran off with your packs? (that gangsta)
If you ain't bustin' ya gat (that gangsta)

2:]
You'd call me an if you seen me livin' on lock
I stay in a box be shook when I'm visitin' pop-ulation
I walk by, niggas like "Fifty don't play Son"
"yeah, somethin' wrong with that nigga..."
max out, I'm straight for the glock
bust a u-turn, I'm goin' to the block
the things that'll happen if say I can't eat
goes the window... out goes the heat
I'll make the whole look like a fuckin' trackmeet
get it in the leg, some get it in the back
some get it in the foot, bleed all over their
pump my packs or pay poor tax
it's extortion, it happens in the often
claim more than choices, free abortions
Rich says I got a problem with the dice
'cause I put the to the Benz on the line twice
I shit 'cause I stay on that block shit
that 9mm Ruger to your shit
see the difference is I'm and you not, kid
I stash crack money in my sock, shit
ya'll niggas pop shit? I pop clips
leave with your blood on my in the drop Six
Guiliani and Pataki can't this
'86 my whole clique pop Criss.

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