Luyện nghe bài hát Come Gangsta

The spiked red hair and the, and the in his face
Whoa, hold on, man, Tech is it, man
He's not as as he used to be
Tech was a devil

Now you seen a black dude red hair, long beard
I look, he look 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
white shit he doin', man

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

Hey, I've been bustin' and bitches
It is nothin' for years puffin', I've been clutchin' from his muffin'
fuck you niggaz this is toughin' I
Don't know what the fuck you thinkin' tellin' me shit is hella fake

Say, way back in the days rappin' the blaze happen
I raised raves craves the was blade packin' and stage saggin'
They's wackin' Nina laid back and I
Rap at niggaz constantly they know the money Nina makes

Hey, is amazin' how niggaz formulate they hatin'
You fornicate your mistakin'
We can never 'cause you fakin', huh?
bringin' in through bacon, huh?
Who's keepin' this shakin',
Got any questions Sinister and Tecca Nina niggaz, know the rest

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

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

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

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

Said a nigga scare little ones
He's a nightmare, here he comes
With red and my face painted

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

Mr. Vigilante so gangsta, Brotha Lynch is gangsta
The Bigga Figga is gangsta, 57 are so gangsta
nigga 50 is gangsta, they say

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

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

How can C-Bo be
How can Yukmouth be
How can Lynch be
How can 2Pac be wrong,

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

I've been nice to you rapper cats for a time
I left Kansas City so them other cats can shine
But it these punks are confused because I'm my own kind
But I'm back on deck 'cause Kansas City is who's throne?

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

I get death threats 'cause 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 will demolish whole team

I've been with rapper who's legendary
Underground to mainstream that Tech is very hard
I bring the hater, love me 'cause I'm your leader
Bitches, they my peter, while I drinkin' margaritas

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

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

This nigga is the tightest nigga man
I mean, Tech N9ne demolish all you niggaz
From the stage show, to the mic, you name it
why I roll wit him, he my favorite rapper, real talk, Tech N9ne