Luyện nghe bài hát Call It Gangster

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

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

Pablo:]
I was so glad...

I only smoke with the folks that came in I came in
I smoke with bitches cause I don't know where they mouth been
Dawg I'm a celebrity, I got fans, I don't need
I don't security, cause they ain't checked me when I came in
All that you impressed with, is I already did
The life you choose to emulate, the life I live
Dream house, dream car, past that
money that you makin, was my champagne tab
Dawg, that's yo' Be cool, relax
I need her tonight, call the phone, you can get her back
You gon' ball then ball, you gon' mack then
Your sayin one thang, but your action don't say that
You told me all aboutcha, and I ain't even
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 know you wanna live the life
New car, new house, it look like?
You'll never see it, tryin to be that you're not
You runnin to the car cause you wanna get shot
But at the bar you was
Ain't even no straps in your car, you better the law
They got guns, you got a phone
Do gangster shit, and get the hell on
... You talked all that
But a of ass-whuppins, that's all y'all get
Actin in the club
You out you was fuckin with some thugs; put them hands on ya
So fast you ain't know happened
Outside seen 'em ridin in a fo' do'
to kill you, this shit is real fool
You won't survive in the streets if you don't know the

[Dolla
Uhh; Black Continental, suicide
hit the flo', I ain't payin at the do'
While you fly outside, waitin for the guest
And to get frisked, it's like me creepin with heat
That'll burn ya
I'm at some work, you would open your mouth to
Why you at the bar, off Cris'
No longer courageless, grabbin 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, that's aimin at face
Soon as they get word, hope your don't desert
And valet got your parked next to the curb
You a gangster, L7
Quick to bail out, like a in jail stressin
A lesson to be learnt, bout a gangster is
Not only do we roll deep, so do a