Luyện nghe bài hát Follow Me Gangster

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

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

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

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

Southside tatted on my
My last gun got the whole hood strapped
Now all I got is two 380's and a
you can knock and tell the cops but you're dyin'

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

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

Ouch, twizzy wa
thicker than water
Ouch, twizzy wa
thicker than water

Ouch, wizzy wa
You could be a Blood or a
Nigga, bitch me

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

I got a love affair, wit' violence and
So this is for them gangstas, rep' where you
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? I'll bury you
Gimme one year, in this
buy enough guns to declare war on a small country

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

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

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

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

Still walk around wit' the hammer boss 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
They on my dick, 'cause I make groupies set off a fire
My in the cutt, packin' middle things
I got more shooters than the Sacramento Kings

It's 8 class 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 cabin you bought her

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

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

You're than water
Ouch, wizzy wa
You be a Blood or a Crip
Nigga, follow me