Luyện nghe bài hát Follow Me Gangster

Yeah, Sha, you ready? Drop
Ferrari F 50 style
show 'em how I do it

I keep 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 seat, Pac got hit in that passenger seat
Now I'm ridin' 'round in passenger seat

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

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

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

thicker than water
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thicker than water
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thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wa
You could be a or a Crip
Nigga, follow me

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You're thicker than
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You're than water

Ouch, twizzy wa
You could be a or a Crip
Nigga, bitch me

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

I got a love affair, wit' violence and
So this is for gangstas, rep' where you from
When I got O'd up, my turned colder
That's why the mac react like a king

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

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

thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wa
You could be a or a Crip
Nigga, bitch me

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

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

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

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

It's 8 class karats in the
I poke holes in plastic, to avoid a vaginal
I'm a savage on your daughter, she in the college dorm
I guess I'm squirtin' on the cabin that you bought her

I'm a weed smoker, so the average is a quarter
Brown colored from shit, he established in the
You got Banks on your jersey, you of my fan base
Just 'cause you pour syrup on shit, make it pancakes

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

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