Luyện nghe bài hát East Bay Gangster

1:

Welcome to the ghetto, and this is the place, niggas be throwin
rocks up in my face
My homey g be yellin yo like a holdup, I'm pullin my gat to make
A fucka fold up
In my jag on my phone business, mac 10 to my dome yo what is this
I'm tellin him drop it yo box and we can go a round, he dropped
His gat I it up and blew 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 a nigga's 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 at some 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 I smashed off
I'm rollin thicker a milkshake, I like to eat crab but I prefer

I no joke mutha fucka 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 east bay

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 in a way. me shootin up me
Shootin up if he give me my pay the niggas up on the block send
For me day. a thousand everyday will keep the 5-0 away. just
Call me east bay

2:

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

Why did I do it, it's my pistol and I packed it, I they need to
Lock my ass up in a
So all you suckas listen close to this warnin, while I get into
Ass charmin
Funky shit so dope so open your mouth up, you ever shuck me i'ma
Blow fuckin house up
And if youever me i'ma bank ya, so say what up to the mutha
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 gangsta(? ? ? ) g-nut
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
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 the times that I ganked fools and why I'm coolin in
fucked up county blues
I 've murder fuckas singular and in a pair, and in the morning
be getting 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 hidden in my walls, I had the money
like niagara falls
The got so I'm considered a murderous criminal, because my bullet
Ate his ass a cannibal
Before I chopped him ak I made him say his grace, and then i
Emptied the clip off up in his face
His partner for backup as I was breakin out, nigga refused to
Die, that's what I him shout
I hit the corner quickness because I ain't the one, to feel the
Fuckin of a shotgun
And when they fry my ass, I'm goin straight hell, why I'm kickin
You of a jail cell
And if you ever disrespect me 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 house, dja mon we got (? ? ? ? ) check
It out!

4:

Me out me glock mon to settle the ghetto job me kickin the funky
Reggae the funky rasta
people that 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 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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