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 passenger
Now I'm ridin' in that passenger seat

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

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

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

You're than water
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thicker than water
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You're thicker than
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You could be a Blood or a
Nigga, follow me

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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, bitch me

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

I got a love affair, wit' violence and
So this is for them gangstas, rep' you from
I got O'd up, my heart 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 industry
I'll buy enough guns to war on a small country

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

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

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

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

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

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

8 class karats in the border
I poke in plastic, to avoid a vaginal disorder
I'm a savage on your daughter, she ain't in the college
Then I I'm squirtin' on the cabin that you bought her

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

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

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