Luyện nghe bài hát East Bay Gangster

1:

Welcome to the ghetto, and this is the place, young niggas be
rocks up in my face
My homey g be yellin yo this like a holdup, I'm pullin my gat to
A fucka fold up
In my jag on my talkin business, mac 10 to my dome yo what is this
I'm tellin him it yo let's box and we can go a round, he dropped
His gat I picked it up and blew his ass
I know it's scandalous but a simple fuckin dirty fact, I'd rather
My uzi
It's for protection not to kill or break a bones, back to the
Story, the story b the story 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 lookin at some high beams the eyes of
mutha fuckin dope fiend
He seen me him so I shot 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 like to eat but I prefer

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

Meneme to use my nine 'cause 5-0 bombed the ak, the 187 posse
Robbed the bank in a way. or illegal it's the way of the bay. the
Government the profit of cocaine 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 keep the 5-0 away. just
me east bay g-a-n-g-s-t-a

2:

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

Why did I do it, it's my and I packed it, I think they need 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 up, you ever shuck me i'ma
your fuckin house up
And if youever disrespect me bank ya, so say what up to the mutha
Fuckin eastbay

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

3:

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

Tappin my phone calls, wires in my walls, I had the money flowin
Smooth like niagara
The glory got so I'm considered a criminal, because my bullet
Ate his ass a cannibal
I chopped him with ak I made him say his grace, and then i
Emptied the clip off up in his face
His partner callin for backup as I was breakin out, nigga to
Die, that's what I heard him
I hit the corner with quickness because I ain't the one, to the
Fuckin of a shotgun
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 disrespect me i'ma bank ya, so say what up to the
eastbay gangsta

Dja mon, me gonna kick the funky gangsta shit mon, me kickin the
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 the ghetto job me kickin the funky
Reggae kickin the rasta
Many people I be meeting be calling me killa gangsta then shoot 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
Down me buckin em shootin lead in his lung
Me the funky gangsta shit to get the bitch sprung, the 187
bitch so fuck the
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