Luyện nghe bài hát East Bay Gangster

1:

Welcome to the ghetto, and this is the place, niggas be throwin
They rocks up in my
My homey g be yellin yo 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 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 it's scandalous but a simple fuckin dirty fact, I'd hear
My uzi
It's for protection not to kill or a nigga's bones, back to the
Story, here's the b the story on
His guts scattered he was splattered up against the wall, my homey
G was on my phone buggin off my
I tried to smash but I'm lookin at some high into the eyes of
Some mutha fuckin dope
He seen me shoot him so I shot him his ass off , I shot my uzi up
In the air and then I off
I'm rollin thicker than a milkshake, I like to eat but I prefer

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

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

2:

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

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

Gi-gi-da gi-gi-da gangsta, 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 down with the fac, lynch mutha fuckas when we're coolin
The block. the x the l the a the r-g-e, the fac 187 posse. the
is with 187, the cmt is with 187

3:

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

Tappin my phone calls, wires in my walls, I had the money flowin
Smooth niagara falls
The glory got so I'm considered a murderous criminal, because my
Ate his ass a cannibal
Before I chopped him with ak I made him say his grace, and i
Emptied the off up in his fuckin face
His partner callin for backup as I was breakin out, nigga to
Die, what I heard him shout
I hit the corner with quickness because I ain't the one, to the
blast of a shotgun
And when they fry my ass, I'm 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 kick the funky gangsta shit 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 mutha house, dja mon we got (? ? ? ? ) check
It out!

4:

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