Luyện nghe bài hát Come Gangsta

The red hair and the, and the paint in his face
Whoa, hold on, man, Tech is it, man
not as grounded as he used to be
Tech was a worshiper

Now have you seen a black dude red hair, beard
I mean look, he scary to me too
Man, that ain't Tech man, he out, man
That's, that's, he's doin' that shit for the white
That's white he doin', man

been writing for nineteen years for sure
Hate rules in these times, don't wanna see me shine
Stop me and then try to me, come gangsta
And then compare me to Nelly, ya bang bra?
So this gonna tell me
So called gangsta niggaz who the has always been the bigger G

Hey, I've been bustin' and bitches
It is nothin' for puffin', I've been clutchin' riches from his muffin'
Here's fuck you niggaz is toughin' I
know what the fuck you thinkin' tellin' me this shit is hella fake

Say, since way in the days rappin' the blaze happen
I raised craves the days was blade packin' and stage saggin'
They's wackin' Nina stay laid and I
Rap at niggaz constantly they never know the money Nina

Hey, this is amazin' how niggaz they hatin'
You fornicate your mistakin'
We can correlate 'cause you fakin', huh?
Who's bringin' in through bacon,
Who's this shakin', huh?
Got any Sinister Tech and Tecca Nina niggaz, know the rest

Gay, is all you punks and Bades
Diss in your trunk won't get played on the
Two for an old lady, bro
Gangsta niggaz don't hate me no, wanksta niggaz face me though
Talkin' and bunch my people tellin' me I really need a vest, okay

I rep the town harder any of you niggaz
Wherever I stand my the same punk
And you got the nerve to me

Come gangsta, throw rags in the air
And know that nobody will compare to your gangsta
pants to the floor
Every woman's a or a whore when you're a gangsta
ya guns in the club if they shrug
And them thugs mean mug ya come
Is what sayin' to me

I been done come with a gun
For the ones who bump they who the one
Said a wasn't gonna make another record
Said I was wack and up, done

Said a nigga might scare little
He's a fuckin' nightmare, here he
With red hair and my face

They say Messy Marvin, Colione is so gangsta
But I really ain't gangsta I need to up wit a gangsta
the scratch on my nigga Fat Tone is so gangsta
You need a bit of gangsta, you need to hang wit a gangsta

Mr. Stinky Vigilante so gangsta, Brotha is gangsta
The Bigga Figga is gangsta, 57 RDVs are so
That 50 is gangsta, they say

When you in them streets, creep,
'Cause gangstas want a head blast 'cause I run with the red rags
And tryin' to the Feds flash, try to swipe my bread stash
That's that bullshit I'm gon' skip and try to go and get the grip

Okay, you niggaz kill me in Nosferatu bit my shit
'Cause you niggaz feel me, I got you right here with my shit?
So you gotta be thankful to
By the way homie what's to you?
Money, dope and and plenty bitches all up on your dick
I got

How can C-Bo be
How can be wrong?
How can be wrong?
How can be wrong, bitch?

Come gangsta, throw your in the air
And know that nobody there compare to your gangsta
Saggin' pants to the
Every woman's a bitch or a when you're gangsta
ya guns in the club if they shrug
And them thugs mean mug ya come
Is they sayin' to me

I've been to you rapper cats for a long time
I left Kansas City so them cats can gon' shine
But it seems these punks are confused because I'm my own
But I'm back on deck 'cause Kansas City is who's Mine

This ain't no punk shit, nigga this is strength at finest
I made this shit so all you can rewind it
Meaning, you who say this Tech shit ain't hard for real
And try to disregard the real, you mothafuckers is to feel

I get your death threats I'm the King, bitch
Money, groupies, drugs and and bling shit
But I ahead of the game and you punks is so lame
'Cause my mobbin' gangsta track demolish your whole team

I've been with every rapper who's
Underground to mainstream know Tech is very hard
'Cause I bring the hater, me 'cause I'm your leader
Bitches, they suck my peter, while I drinkin'

Niggaz get down, seven displayed sounds
N9ne the Crazed Clown, lines sprayed rounds
This is for all you haters who bump my shit
If you say this ain't gangsta you can suck my

I might like a Clown, huh
But you sound like a mothafuckin' circus
Fuck you

This nigga is the nigga movin' man
I mean, Tech will demolish all you niggaz
From the stage show, to rockin' the mic, you it
That's why I roll wit him, he my favorite rapper, real talk, Tech