Luyện nghe bài hát Follow Me Gangster

Yeah, Sha, you Drop that
F 50 style baby
I'ma 'em how I do it

I hearin' niggas is happy, the D's come, niggas wit guns
When I'm out on bail, wit' some new ones
Big got hit in that passenger seat, Pac got hit in that seat
Now I'm ridin' 'round in passenger seat

Come near the whip, I'm my heat
It don't take long, for my juvenile delinquent thinkin' to in
The consequences mean nothin', those semi auto's is
Crack sellin', villain, spit big words but I can't spell 'em

Put a in your Mellon
That'll keep your ass from tellin'
That I got that nine and fo'-fo', the H2 on double fours
Bullet proof windows and doors, gangsta how 'bout

tatted on my back
My gun shipment got the whole hood strapped
Now all I got is two and a nine
Nigga you can knock and tell the cops but you're

thicker than water
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You're than water
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You're thicker than
Ouch, wizzy wa
You could be a or a Crip
Nigga, bitch me

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You're thicker than
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thicker than water

Ouch, twizzy wa
You could be a Blood or a
Nigga, follow me

I to chill in the hood, to support the fiends
But now I'm eatin' caviar instead of pork and
I'm in the money 7-45, with 7 shots in the fo' five
Y'all niggas wanna

I got a affair, wit' violence and guns
So this is for them gangstas, where you from
When I got O'd up, my heart turned
why the mac react like a king cobra

Now I'm jumpin' out of Rovers, in Gucci
Y'all niggas stun? I'll bury you cockroaches
Gimme one year, in this
I'll buy guns to declare war on a small country

You're than water
Ouch, wizzy wa
You're thicker water
Ouch, wizzy wa

You're than water
Ouch, twizzy wa
You could be a Blood or a
Nigga, bitch me

Ouch, wizzy wa
You're thicker water
Ouch, wizzy wa
You're thicker than

Ouch, wizzy wa
You be a Blood or a Crip
Nigga, follow me

Still around wit' the hammer boss rope and a cross
Hard make a lil' nigga hate Santa Claus
Your mountains is high, holdin' in Ross
I'm a 2003 banana Porsche

I don't gotta sluts, to get your ties cut
on my dick, 'cause I make groupies set off a fire truck
My in the cutt, packin' middle things
I got more foreign shooters than the Kings

It's 8 karats in the border
I poke holes in plastic, to a vaginal disorder
I'm a on your daughter, she ain't in the college dorm
Then I guess I'm squirtin' on the that you bought her

I'm a heavy weed smoker, so the is a quarter
Brown colored from shit, he in the water
You got Banks on jersey, you part of my fan base
Just 'cause you pour on shit, don't make it pancakes

thicker than water
Ouch, wizzy wa
thicker than water
Ouch, wizzy wa

You're than water
Ouch, wizzy wa
You could be a Blood or a
Nigga, bitch me