Luyện nghe bài hát Follow Me Gangster

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ouch, twizzy wa
You could be a Blood or a
Nigga, follow 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 green 7-45, with 7 shots in the fo'
Y'all wanna die?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Still walk around wit' the hammer rope and a cross
times'll make 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 groupies set off a fire truck
My team in the cutt, packin' 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 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 smoker, so the average is a quarter
Brown colored from shit, he in the water
You got on your jersey, you part of my fan base
Just 'cause you syrup on shit, don't make it pancakes

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

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