Luyện nghe bài hát East Bay Gangster

1:

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

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

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

2:

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

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

Gi-gi-da gi-gi-da gangsta, gi-gi-da gi-gi-da gangsta kickin the
Gi-gi-da gi-gi-da gi gi-gi-da gi-gi-da gangsta(? ? ? ) g-nut
Because he's down with the fac, lynch fuckas when 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 this fuckin jail cell, with nuthin but dried
Up to smell
I thinkin about the times that I ganked and why I'm coolin in
These fucked up county
I 've murder mutha fuckas and in a pair, and in the morning
I'll be getting the electric
But do I care, yo I could a fuck less, the cia, fbi got it in the

Tappin my calls, wires hidden in my walls, I had the money flowin
like niagara falls
The glory got so I'm considered a murderous criminal, my bullet
Ate his ass a cannibal
Before I him with ak I made him say his grace, and then i
Emptied the clip off up in his fuckin
His partner callin for backup as I was out, nigga refused to
Die, that's what I heard him
I hit the with quickness because I ain't the one, to feel the
Fuckin of a shotgun
And they fry my ass, I'm goin straight hell, that's why I'm kickin
You tales of a jail
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,
Gi-gi-da-gi-gi-da-gi-gi-da-gi-gi-da-gi-gi-da-gi-gi-da
Dja mon, mida me got e-a-ski in the house mon, me got me dj xtra
Mon, we got cmt in the fuckin house, dja mon we got (? ? ? ? ) check
It out!

4:

Me pullin out me glock mon to settle the ghetto job me the funky
kickin the funky rasta
Many people that I be meeting be calling me killa gangsta then up
Your bitch and kick back and smoke a in the car
Me fuckin with dank me fuckin with dank it's 1 me buckin em
me buckin em down shootin lead in his lung
Me kickin the funky shit to get the bitch sprung, the 187
Faculty bitch so the
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