Luyện nghe bài hát Dat's Gangsta

Brand new magnetic Hill scorches
Monster talk bosses, spank 'em, step into my
Crunch time big boy itches
Eyes that lay for blood money
thug men gunmen dirty lung sticker
Arch-crime Hitler, with the lifter
the man vs. man heavy on the hands
Chef in the kitchen love love..slam!
Blow out the stash; the bundle in the bush and the trash
D-up, brother for the real..fast
Terrible lung frame for reala
One-man go low hit man
Whispering there of a thriller, killer
Drift, dirty fiend snore, scratch and
Dirty tombs you and my duty
Rudy, mighty rap now toss another
Truly yours Golden Arms New York
Talk, shankin' my mouth now gangsta

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Gangsta
(effect) Rock! on Dat's Gangsta..what?!

When I pump you'll prepare for a lump
funk plus it's wild on the dump
Suckers can't fuck with the I conduct
I fuck mic like some big Mike slut
Put your big shoes on now walk struts
Thought your rugged cuts was rough enough? Right?
Snuff you buck you in the guts
Untenable thrust plus that busts
Once I splash wind shaft
This sick behavior can't shield from the BLAAST!
Thrash the pedal now dash
Outta town slangin' two in my stash
Sound cage of rage livin'that
That thirst that's reign of the baddest
You heard it here first one verse then caught
Everybody jumpin' out walk rock
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Raw, cold winds energize
All our swingin' killing floor level
Explode of silence my violence you respect
Liver than that this mic head the best
Veteran never say die never say rest
The hang time in this rap game divine
Now change of the range bang with our line
the falcon mic mountain men you know the outcome
Define we pro dynamo I'm still
The body countin' rhyme drop put it on now
Toil girl in your Cadillac Seville chill
Golden arch stolen no I'm robbin' fed
Baddest women in the bed nigga

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