Luyện nghe bài hát D-Elite Part 2

State ya gangsta!

Little]
Tre' don status hold my dick
Say ya push the date back now that's what you get
I came in this game like it's more rap
Dog, I'm tryin' to the salary cap
The is happy we came six covers its covered
last about May, June well into the summer
Why talk about different colors for coupes
Shit fart Blue, oooh clever you
Help me ma' I'll a shot at any one of y'all
Got mami draws before the first phone call
We some gangstas study the ten commandments
big worship Hail Mary that's how we live
Lay low good guys catch you a hook I, know why you lie
Ya crew aint quite mine
Spit it like ooh my, these like ooh my

State ya gangsta!

Cha]
Its the C-H-A, say it wit me Cha Cha Cha
Cha Cha Cha
You cannot lie or deny these niggas rah rah
Put the barrel on the bridge of your and turn you cock-eyed
Steppin to us not wise, you how to get live
Go in depth best with the finger next to the
Such threats five guys, five techs
Make they all sing in unison like a quintet
don't say whodi, son, dun, or youngn
You can owe em and say hi and they greet you "Hey Guy"
What up though Nickel, Jah, Tre', X, and Cut
My all veterans all throwin up sevens
When we rock hits to the sky throw em up to the
Us and crews clash no more we built it poor
Me and Royce hit and restore what we buildin before
So add a million or more when I get at you whores

ya name gangsta!

[Cut
Cut Throat the living threat street shit to
The guideline rappers sideline until they bow
Them little guns y'all I stay on the low
Rap like and work the scale like "So"
Take it to the we could duke or shoot it out
Switchblades pump gauge, you about
Burn you to ya hood we could bang for the
For the building or the do the thang to the dirt
FUCK-in fool crews DUCK and move
Stay in a FUCKED up mood one up dude
When its hot I, breathe in the heat don't even
I be knee in the beats that made me
Certified specialize in Duct Tape
Let you know how many fo' five slugs ya gut
Show ya favorite how to be a thug, top that (NIGGA!)
ya favorite drug into another drug, cop that (NIGGA!)

State ya gangsta!

5'9]
Jah da 5'9 speak and shake rhyme history made
The gangsta city flow race against time
sign for cash my hustles the shit
You feel the breeze past you get a grip
Millennium game, earth keep it in range
Close to the grey I rock fake niggas doubt us
by crooks, full clips and fine weed
Choice clothes my mind seein fine foes
nights bust those in small Christ
Niggaz playin just thinkin we rhyme alike
How would you fight me I'm ten families strong
by song relate to it niggas
Henny on the rocks toast to the in God we trust
Calm song navigator
Them blocks gotta story tell
All of a seasons change, your welcome

ya name gangsta!

[Billie
Nix black man is here listen close
Spittin to niggas, X address the niggas
Most niggas see right see light like its darkness
No in sight no might for the heartless
We run ya mics you like you retarded
No offense but ya flow is slow and
I know my niggas hearin the D ya smellin
You smoke that what you wrote while broke, rich
Didn't know you shoulda spoke broke sayin poor
Then up kick in the door play it some more
is the evolution of emcee who dissin us?
Gettin Rah up nigga hand me ya listeners
Get a job we here touch it
Matter fact, niggas is wack, wall street it
X government remember yo name
Remember yo game you niggas wont be spittin the same, fucka

ya name, gangsta!

My God!