Luyện nghe bài hát F.A.G. (Fake Ass Gangstas)

[Lil' and Billy Danzini]
You rappers get the boot
Sprayed like brew, I'm f.a.g.'s at they video shoot
I bump ass off quick, so yo, muthafuck karate, boy
Don't fuck around and make me a batty boy
You ain't but a f.a.g., you fake-ass gangsta
You niggas don't want it with the
Bringin it to you be the last, kid
I'm to blast, kid
Aiyo, take it to they ass, kid
Danz, the o.g.
The that you fake-ass gangstas can't see
I'm willin to die for my
If I have to I let
So I walk with a and I pray to a fuckin tec
In '93 I down
But now these so-called niggas got gased
are not ready, derelicts are petty
Nigga, I be worst nightmare like I was Freddy
Niggas be actin sweet, claimin they heat
Get a rugged peek and wanna talk the street
You niggas ain't livin
And rappers that's claimin that they
I put they ass under for life
Wait, set that ass straight
only perpetrate
But look, my burner discriminate
All race, creed, shape,
fine with me
You f.a.g.

(Front, I it a thrill to kill)
(Straight up and down, act like you a confrontation)

[Lil'
Here it is for you niggas that the game
M.O.P., nigga, recognize the name
I'm beatin down punks and breakin down
he stroll I hit him with the old brown pump
Because we're goin all out, to Miz
You niggas gotta get it like got his
Nigga, your whole shit'll be
Because I'ma give em a buck fifty and let em the change
Another smoked, oh Lord
Because he just finished watchin 'Menace', he musta thougth he was
Ass out for the nigga that wanted drama
Because I smoked him with the 9mm
You thugs ain't bustin slugs, please
A muthafucka like you deserve 12 to mug piece
So all you start makin tracks
Because there's too many phoney baloney muthafuckas fakin
I go to work for my joint, muthafucka, you me
the one and only, and M.O.P.
Gunsmoke when I a man
Because I smoke muthafuckaas the 9mm man

Danzini]
Plow! You bitch-ass nigga, you walk
Only with my muthafuckin burner will I
See, I'm from the Marks, and that makes me a
Wanna know tonight? My fifth be
Fake gangstas drive by and try to hit me with a clip
What kinda is he tryin to pull?
All you bitch-ass niggas got to be
to get wreck, squeezin out nothin when bustin your tec
I'm Billy Danz, overseer of the
Hillfigure, yo, nigga, I get down
What I be on is the untold truth of a hell
So one of you bitch niggas is comin up out of his
M.O.P. goin out the end
This is how we the boys from the men
Real niggas that's ill niggas that niggas
The beaver that with his finger on the trigger
Fake got mad war stories to tell
About how many they blew up in jail
said their camp was mad deep and they had crazy pull
That little bitch, but now he snitched like Sammy the