Luyện nghe bài hát Follow Me Gangster

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

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

near the whip, I'm blastin' my heat
It don't take long, for my juvenile delinquent thinkin' to in
The mean nothin', those semi auto's is bustin'
Crack sellin', predicate villain, 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 and doors, gangsta how 'bout yours

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

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

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You're thicker than
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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 7-45, with 7 shots in the fo' five
niggas wanna die?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's 8 class 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
I guess I'm squirtin' on the cabin that you bought her

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

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

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