Luyện nghe bài hát For My Gangstaz

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

Motherfucker it's the game, mister the windows wit'cha brain
Since a young'n up and comin', all I did was cop
They try and change the game, nigga I still cop
I ain't moved out the hood, still stay where the came

tryin' to throw salt in my name
Barbers to part my game, niggaz, tryin' to chalk my frame
But I walk on a thin line without scuffin' my
Bad Boy and I fuck with Puff, so bring the guns if you want,
I'm real good with the and 50 G's say, you leave in a box

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

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

I'm worldwide this 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 Flip
State to state many shows I rip, I'm the of the Bay
Clint Eastwood, make my day

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

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

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

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

Ninety four been hustlin' now watch the shit elevate like Carter
Not the rap martyr or the second rap
Compton's own, I'm home, not the best I rap harder
to the throne, nobody rep Compton like me
Street like waves on that Continental T
My grand moms woulda proud of me

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

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 red and blue