Luyện nghe bài hát Call It Gangster

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

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

Pablo:]
I was so glad...

I only smoke with the folks that came in I came in
I don't smoke with bitches cause I don't know where they mouth
Dawg I'm a celebrity, I got fans, I don't need
I don't need security, cause they checked me when I came in
All that you impressed with, is I already did
The life you choose to emulate, that's the life I
Dream house, dream car, quarter that
That money you makin, was my champagne tab
Dawg, yo' girl? Be cool, relax
I just need her tonight, call the phone, you can get her
You gon' ball then ball, you gon' mack then
mouth 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 stare me in the can ya?
Real recognize real, you can't a gangster
Dawg, Petey Pab', what was y'all thankin?

[Too
I know you wanna live the life
New car, new house, what it like?
You'll never see it, tryin to be that you're not
You runnin to the car cause you don't wanna get
But at the bar you was
Ain't no straps in your car, you better call the law
They got guns, you got a phone
Do some gangster shit, and get the on
... You all that shit
But a bunch of ass-whuppins, all y'all get
Actin in the club
You found out you was fuckin with some put them hands on ya
So you ain't know what happened
Outside seen 'em ridin in a fo' do'
Tryin to kill you, shit is real fool
You survive in the streets if you don't know the rules

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