Luyện nghe bài hát For My Gangstaz

Livin' in Compton, CA
in Compton, California CA
Charlie O, that hot shit

Motherfucker the game, mister tint the windows wit'cha brain
Since a up and comin', all I did was cop 'caine
They try and change the game, nigga I cop 'caine
I moved out the hood, still stay where the cops came

Bitches tryin' to throw salt in my
Barbers tryin' to my game, niggaz, tryin' to chalk my frame
But I walk on a thin line scuffin' my Chucks
Bad Boy and I fuck with Puff, so the guns if you want, nigga
I'm real good the glock and 50 G's say, you leave in a box

When I fuck, Lil' Kim guess, I'm feelin' 'Pac
Niggaz wanna the game, guess, they feel like The Rock
It doesn't matter, 745 up and your block
Hop out with a Nextel, niggaz feel like they
It's in my hood, only time we take shots
Is the Dodgers did good, my niggaz live on the block

This is for the in me
is for the gangster in you
All my gangsters pour the
is for the gangster in me
This is for the in you
All my gangsters red and

I'm worldwide with gangsta lean, my life's no dream
I got a crew in Jamaica,
Lake up to New Orleans in D.C. I sip
My thugs get crunk off Lil'
State to state many shows I rip, I'm the of the Bay
Like Eastwood, make my day

Fine bitches look like Lisa Raye, on gettin' paid
In the end, all they get is played, maybe a nut, no Ice
dudes is shiesty, I only give jewels to wifey
And I don't give a fuck if you really like me

It's in my to thug, get ill and hyphy
One of the best I be, it really don't matter
When I bust, sucker MC's scatter, out of my way
I bust bad bitches and day, I make classics like Dr. Dre
Closed from rhymes, I say

This is for the in me
This is for the in you
All my gangsters the brew
This is for the in me
This is for the in you
All my red and blue

Gon' move in on your rock, say fuck the
And ride the West we got lower coat prices
You know me the of L.A., New York
Drivin' through Brooklyn in a fo', same as water
You want X? I can the order

Ninety four been hustlin' now watch the shit like Vince Carter
Not the rap or the second rap Carter
own, I'm home, not the best I just rap harder
Heir to the throne, nobody rep like me
spinnin' like waves on that Continental T
My moms woulda been proud of me

at your grandson now, 'til my demis, Black Mafia ties
So it's hard to let the die, my [incomprehensible] treys
A killer changin' the game them Marcy guys
And I been compared to like Shyne was compared to Biggie
I'm from Compton, he from New York City, come on,

is for the gangster in me
This is for the in you
All my gangsters the brew
is for the gangster in me
This is for the in you
All my gangsters red and