Luyện nghe bài hát D-Elite Part 2

State ya gangsta!

[Tre'
Tre' Little don status hold my
Say ya label push the back now that's what you get
I came in this game like it's than rap
Dog, I'm tryin' to destroy the cap
The Source is happy we came six covers its
That'll last about May, June well into the
Why talk about different colors for various
Shit fart Blue, oooh clever you
Help me ma' take a shot at any one of y'all
Got mami droppin' draws the first phone call
We some gangstas the ten crack commandments
big worship Hail Mary that's how we live
Lay low good guys catch you a hook I, know why you lie
Ya aint quite 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 cannot lie or deny niggas aint rah rah
Put the barrel on the of your nose and turn you cock-eyed
to us not wise, told you how to get live
Go in depth best with the next to the index
Such expect five guys, five techs
Make they gats all sing in like a quintet
They don't say whodi, son, dun, or
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 up sevens
we rock hits to the sky throw em up to the heavens
Us and crews no more we built it from poor
Me and hit and restore what we were buildin before
So add a million or more when I get at you whores

ya name gangsta!

[Cut
Cut Throat the living street shit to blueprint
The rappers sideline until they bow down
Them little guns y'all I stay on the low
Rap like and work the scale like "So"
Take it to the gutter we could duke or it out
Switchblades gauge, whatever you about
Burn you to ya hood we could for the work
For the building or the do the thang to the dirt
I'ma FUCK-in fool DUCK and move
Stay in a FUCKED up mood one up dude
When its hot I, breathe in the heat even sleep
I be knee in the beats that made me
Certified gangsta specialize in Tape
Let you know how many fo' slugs ya gut take
ya favorite thug how to be a thug, top that (NIGGA!)
Turn ya favorite drug another drug, cop that (NIGGA!)

ya name gangsta!

[Jah
Jah da 5'9 speak and shake rhyme great made
The street gangsta flow race against time
Never sign for cash my hustles the
You feel the breeze push you get a grip
Millennium game, earth tone it in range
Close to the grey I rock fake niggas doubt us
Surrounded by crooks, full clips and weed
Choice clothes my mind blocked seein foes
Long nights bust those in Christ
Niggaz playin themselves thinkin we rhyme alike
How you fight me I'm like ten families strong
Manipulation by relate to it niggas
Henny on the toast to the real in God we trust
Calm song navigator
Them blocks gotta story tell
All of a sudden seasons change, your

ya name gangsta!

[Billie
Billie Nix black man is listen close
Spittin just to niggas, X the niggas
Most niggas see right see light like its darkness
No guns in no might for the heartless
We run ya you write like you retarded
No but ya flow is slow and dense
I know my niggas hearin the D ya smellin
You smoke that what you wrote while broke, yellin
Didn't know you shoulda while broke sayin poor
Then biggie up kick in the 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
fact, niggas is wack, wall street fuck it
X government agent yo name
Remember yo you niggas wont be spittin the same, motha fucka

ya name, gangsta!

My God!