Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bang 4 Real - Bad Azz

Yeah, (yea yea) uhh,
Fred Wreck in this
Tha Eastsidaz
Back once again to that Crip Hop shit

[Chorus - Deee]
We gets payed to steal, bang for real
Slang at will, known to blaze the steel
Niggas for real, cats who claim to peel
Say you game to kill, but I think you will

Deee]
Little Goldie Loc, these hoes to me
Lemme these motherfuckers how it's 'sposed to be
See crime merrily and see ya rep to death
ya enemies until they can't catch they breath
Don't sleep, tote heat, days a week
Whether to work or to church, snow, rain, or
And don't with weak - motherfuckers who ain't wit it
Ain't no snitchin, take the deal and get convicted, stay
This is a vision to control the globe
Leavin scents where we back and hold our own
Hold zone, it won't be long, we keep it pushin
Livin on the and ain't lookin for no cushion
It's all in the hardcore of death
'cause you change ya steps, once you have claimed the set
Ain't no tattoo removal, fool, ya block
Or you could shake the spot, 'cause now face is hot
All that outta town, tryin to set up shop
And you win up nothin buster, better check yo' props
the sag hangin, rag swangin, gangsta walk
Leave opponents smokin, with the tape the chalk
Young to the G's stay swollen with cheese
Insane to the brain, twenty's on D's
Throwin C's up, up, or get rubbed out
my whole squad hot and we stay thugged out

[Chorus - Tray

Loc]
Tray Deee, O.G., these niggas me
Lemme show these motherfuckers how sposed to be
Mama, they got me in the again
But this time I think I'm for the state pen
I got too many problems, and I don't need 'em
As I to my knees and I begs for my freedom
for my name, so I can get chain
I'm for court but this time I feel strange
With my eyes on the gate, with handcuffs on my
I'm find a way out, to hoppin the fence
5 o'clock, they shock, to leave these shackles on my feet
I feel the heat it's gettin deep, both eyes open when I'm
The big situation got me in a drought
been squabblin everyday so my time didn't count
The major is that my brother told me, "Take no shit"
'cause I might end up out and comin home real quick
The plan for the was to do it overseas
Come to the L.B., spendin 24 G's
Now you know me - straight up to no
Little nappy head nigga always bellin through the
I kept my strap on my lap, and steadied the on the seat
All eyes on me, when fuckin with a G
I was to seein the gangsta 'cause
I keep my head on straight, with my on buzz

[Chorus - Dogg]

[Snoop
Ay (whattup) These niggas hoes to me
Lemme show you motherfuckers how 'sposed to be
a, bag of money with the grocery
And when I'm on the move I with the fo'fifth heat

Azz]
Check it out Eastsida, niggas hoes to me
Now show you motherfuckers how it's 'sposed to be
I'm just a Eastside, low-life to death
We gone in any car, show with niggas the best
Peep the that test, you shoulda put on ya vest
You shoulda, covered ya wig, I hitcha with this
It ain't no motherfuckin give back, knees is crackin
If it a gun war, we finna use 'em for jackin
And it's money 'round here, just hard to see it
And you spot it, don't be so fuckin sure that you got it
You make it or not - you still grindin on the spot
You gotta give it what you got, still how it pop
It's a do-it-all-day type of thang, make it
Fuck a jail cell, I'm on the beach in a
Fleetwood, seven deuce with the rag back
Bangin ol' deez a cold O.G.
Used to smoke wet 'til my day black
to pack techs 'til my pay looked fat
I have bitches transport llello packs
Still the sam ol' nigga, I slang dope raps
Hate, I feel like "so what", and get my dough up
You know what, point heat at'cha when ya show up

Dogg]
So niggas don't be runnin up up on the
'cause he be heat, and this is D-P-G-C
Uh-huh, it's off the
For real, beat by Fred
Makin them niggas get
For {*echo*}
shit, lemme get some girl
Yea this shit to for the motherfuckin streets
Eastsida, be-atch!