Luyện nghe bài hát East Bay Gangster

1:

Welcome to the ghetto, and is the place, young niggas be throwin
They rocks up in my
My homey g be yo this like a holdup, I'm pullin my gat to make
A mutha fold up
In my jag on my phone talkin business, mac 10 to my dome yo what is
I'm him drop it yo let's box and we can go a round, he dropped
His gat I it up and blew his ass down
I know it's scandalous but a fuckin dirty fact, I'd rather hear
My uzi
It's for protection not to kill or break a nigga's bones, to the
Story, here's the story b the on
His guts were scattered he was splattered up against the wall, my
G was on my phone buggin off my
I tried to smash but I'm at some high beams into the eyes of
Some mutha fuckin dope
He seen me him so I shot him blew his ass off , I shot my uzi up
In the air and I smashed off
I'm rollin than a milkshake, I like to eat crab but I prefer

I ain't no joke mutha fucka so don't play yourself, I you over fry
Your ass a patty melt
And if you ever disrespect me i'ma bank ya, so say up to the
fuckin east bay gangsta

Meneme to use my nine 'cause 5-0 bombed the ak, the 187 posse
Robbed the in a way. legal or illegal it's the way of the bay. the
Government the profit of cocaine in a way. me shootin up me
Shootin up if he don't give me my pay the up on the block send
For me every day. a thousand everyday will keep the 5-0 away.
Call me east bay

2:

Looked in my mirror cose range right me, tinted windows up in
The 190
I ain't no knew right off he's tryin to kill me, if I don't smash
Full of he will fill me
Hangin out the car scatter windows shatter trouble, I'll shoot
Him up bathed in his blood like mr
187 did I do it with an ak, day a nigga dead up in the

Why did I do it, my pistol and I packed it, I think they need to
Lock my ass up in a
So all you suckas listen close to warnin, while I get into your
Ass like
Funky shit that so so open your mouth up, you ever shuck me i'ma
Blow your house up
And if disrespect me i'ma bank ya, so say what up to the mutha
eastbay gangsta

Gi-gi-da gangsta, gi-gi-da gi-gi-da gangsta kickin the funky
Gi-gi-da gi-gi-da gi-gi-da gi gi-gi-da gi-gi-da gangsta(? ? ? )
Because he's down with the fac, lynch mutha fuckas we're coolin
The block. the x the l the a the r-g-e, the fac 187 posse. the
E-a-ski is with 187, the cmt is 187

3:

Now as I'm maxin in mutha fuckin jail cell, with nuthin but dried
Up funk to
I thinkin about the times that I ganked and why I'm coolin in
These fucked up blues
I 've murder fuckas singular and in a pair, and in the morning
I'll be getting the electric
But do I care, yo I give a fuck less, the cia, fbi got it in the

Tappin my phone calls, hidden in my walls, I had the money flowin
like niagara falls
The glory got so I'm a murderous criminal, because my bullet
Ate his ass a cannibal
Before I chopped him with ak I made him say his grace, and i
Emptied the clip off up in his face
His partner callin for backup as I was breakin out, refused to
Die, what I heard him shout
I hit the corner quickness because I ain't the one, to feel the
Fuckin blast of a
And when fry my ass, I'm goin straight hell, that's why I'm kickin
You tales of a cell
And if you ever me i'ma bank ya, so say what up to the mutha
eastbay gangsta

Dja mon, me gonna kick the funky gangsta mon, me kickin the funky
Gangsta. the gi-gi-da gangsta,
gangsta
Dja mon, me got e-a-ski in the house mon, me got me dj xtra large
Mon, we got cmt in the mutha fuckin house, dja mon we got (? ? ? ? )
It out!

4:

Me pullin out me glock mon to settle the job me kickin the funky
Reggae kickin the funky
Many people I be meeting be calling me killa gangsta then shoot up
Your bitch and back and smoke a blunt in the car
Me fuckin with dank me fuckin with dank it's s-p-i-c-e 1 me em
Down me buckin em down shootin lead in his
Me the funky gangsta shit to get the bitch sprung, the 187
Faculty so fuck the
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