Luyện nghe bài hát D-Elite Part 2

State ya gangsta!

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

ya name gangsta!

[Cha
Its the C-H-A, say it wit me Cha Cha Cha
Cha Cha Cha
You lie or deny these niggas aint rah rah
Put the barrel on the bridge of nose and turn you cock-eyed
Steppin to us not wise, told you how to get
Go in best with the finger next to the index
Such expect five guys, five techs
Make they gats all sing in like a quintet
They say whodi, son, dun, or youngn
You can owe em and say hi and they you like "Hey Guy"
What up Nickel, Jah, Tre', X, and Cut Throat
My brethrens all veterans all throwin up
When we rock to the sky throw em up to the heavens
Us and crews clash no we built it from poor
Me and Royce hit and restore what we were before
So add a million sold or more I get at you whores

ya name gangsta!

[Cut
Cut Throat the living threat street to blueprint
The guideline sideline until they bow down
little guns y'all blow I stay on the low
Rap like this and work the scale "So"
Take it to the gutter we duke or shoot it out
Switchblades gauge, whatever you about
Burn you to ya hood we bang for the work
For the building or the blocks do the to the dirt
I'ma fool crews DUCK and move
Stay in a up mood one FUCKED up dude
When its hot I, breathe in the heat don't sleep
I be knee deep in the beats that me
Certified gangsta specialize in Tape
Let you know how many fo' five ya gut take
Show ya thug how to be a thug, top that (NIGGA!)
Turn ya drug into another drug, cop that (NIGGA!)

State ya gangsta!

[Jah
Jah da 5'9 speak and shake rhyme great history
The street gangsta flow race against time
sign for cash my hustles the shit
You feel the push past you get a grip
Millennium game, earth tone it in range
Close to the I rock fake niggas shouldn't doubt us
by crooks, full clips and fine weed
Choice clothes my mind seein fine foes
Long nights bust those in Christ
playin themselves just thinkin we rhyme alike
How would you fight me I'm like ten families
Manipulation by song to it niggas
on the rocks toast to the real in God we trust
Calm song navigator
Them blocks gotta story tell
All of a sudden change, your welcome

ya name gangsta!

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

ya name, gangsta!

My God!