Luyện nghe bài hát D-Elite Part 2

State ya gangsta!

[Tre'
Tre' don status hold my dick
Say ya label push the date back now what you get
I came in this game it's more than rap
Dog, I'm tryin' to destroy the cap
The Source is happy we came six its covered
That'll last about May, June well the summer
Why talk different colors for various coupes
Shit green fart Blue, 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 study the ten crack commandments
Stay big Hail Mary that's how we live
Lay low good catch you with a hook I, know why you lie
Ya aint quite like 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 niggas aint rah rah
Put the on the bridge of your nose and turn you cock-eyed
Steppin to us not wise, told you how to get
Go in depth best with the finger next to the
Such threats expect five guys, five
Make they gats all in unison 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 though Nickel, Jah, Tre', X, and Cut
My brethrens all veterans all up sevens
When we rock hits to the sky throw em up to the
Us and crews clash no we built it from poor
Me and Royce hit and restore we were buildin before
So add a million sold or when I get at you whores

ya name gangsta!

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

State ya gangsta!

[Jah
Jah da 5'9 speak and shake great history made
The street gangsta city race against time
Never for cash my hustles the shit
You feel the breeze push you get a grip
Millennium game, earth keep it in range
Close to the grey I rock fake shouldn't doubt us
Surrounded by crooks, full clips and weed
Choice clothes my mind seein fine foes
Long nights bust those in small
Niggaz playin themselves just thinkin we rhyme
How you fight me I'm like ten families strong
Manipulation by song to it niggas
Henny on the rocks toast to the real in God we
Calm gladiator navigator
whole blocks gotta story tell
All of a sudden seasons change, welcome

State ya gangsta!

Nix]
Billie Nix man is here listen close
Spittin to niggas, X address the niggas
Most niggas don't see right see light like its
No guns in sight no for the heartless
We run ya you write like you retarded
No offense but ya flow is and dense
I know my niggas hearin the D ya smellin
You smoke that what you while broke, yellin rich
know you shoulda spoke while broke sayin poor
Then biggie up kick in the play it some more
This is the of emcee who dissin us?
Gettin Rah stick up hand me ya listeners
Get a job we here touch it
Matter fact, niggas is wack, wall fuck it
X government agent yo name
Remember yo game you niggas wont be spittin the same, motha

ya name, gangsta!

My God!