Luyện nghe bài hát Call It Gangster

[Petey
I was so glad, when they said me
Let us go into the house, of the

Petey Pablo]
If you don't call this gangster, I don't know a gangster is
If you don't call gangster, you don't know what gangster is
it's one thing to be real, but real ain't all a gangster is
If you don't this gangster, you don't know what gangster is
I

Pablo:]
I was so glad...

I only smoke with the that came in when I came in
I don't smoke with bitches cause I don't know they mouth been
I'm a celebrity, I got fans, I don't need friends
I don't security, cause they ain't checked me when I came in
All that you impressed with, is what I did
The life you choose to emulate, the life I live
house, dream car, quarter past that
That money you makin, was my champagne tab
Dawg, that's yo' girl? Be cool,
I need her tonight, call the phone, you can get her back
You gon' ball then ball, you gon' then mack
Your sayin one thang, but your action don't say that
You me all aboutcha, and I ain't even asked
Look at ya, nervous, jittery, can't me in the eyes can ya?
Real real, you can't deceive a gangster
Short Dawg, Petey Pab', what was thankin?

[Too
I you wanna live the good life
New car, new house, it look like?
never see it, tryin to be somethin that you're not
You runnin to the car cause you don't wanna get
But at the bar you was
even no straps in your car, you better call the law
They got guns, you got a cell
Do gangster shit, and get the hell on
... You talked all that
But a bunch of ass-whuppins, that's all get
tough in the club
You found out you was fuckin with some thugs; put them on ya
So you ain't know what happened
Outside 'em ridin in a fo' do' cabin
Tryin to you, this shit is real fool
You won't survive in the streets if you don't the rules

[Dolla
Uhh; Continental, suicide golds
Gators hit the flo', I payin at the do'
While you fly outside, waitin for the guest
And to get frisked, niggaz like me creepin with heat
That'll burn ya
I'm at some work, you open your mouth to kiss
Why you at the bar, roused off
No longer courageless, grabbin hoes by the
Chose one, mix wasn't hit, so you wet her
And said BITCH - put it on thick, Lonzo in "Training Day"
Not knowin she with a clique, that's aimin at face
Soon as they get word, hope your don't desert
And valet got Benz parked next to the curb
You a gangster, L7
Quick to out, like a nigga in jail stressin
A lesson to be learnt, bout what a is
Not do we roll deep, so do a gangsteress