Luyện nghe bài hát Follow Me Gangster

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

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

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

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

Southside on my back
My last gun got the whole hood strapped
Now all I got is two 380's and a
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
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You be a Blood or a Crip
Nigga, follow me

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You're thicker than

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You could be a or a Crip
Nigga, follow 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 green 7-45, with 7 in the fo' five
Y'all wanna die?

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

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

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

You're thicker than
Ouch, twizzy wa
You be a Blood or a Crip
Nigga, bitch me

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

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

Still walk around wit' the boss rope and a cross
Hard times'll make a lil' nigga hate Santa
Your mountains is high, holdin' in Diana
I'm like a 2003 banana

I don't gotta hide sluts, to get ties cut
They on my dick, 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 class karats in the
I poke holes in plastic, to avoid a disorder
I'm a on your daughter, she ain't in the college dorm
Then I I'm squirtin' on the cabin that you bought her

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

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

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