Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bang 4 Real - Bad Azz

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

[Chorus - Tray
We gets payed to steal, gang for real
Slang at will, known to blaze the steel
Niggas ain't for real, cats who claim to
Say you game to kill, but I don't think you

[Tray
Little Goldie Loc, these niggas to me
Lemme tell these motherfuckers how it's to be
See merrily and better see ya rep to death
Squeeze ya enemies they can't catch they breath
Don't sleep, tote heat, seven days a
to work or to church, snow, rain, or sleet
And don't bang weak - motherfuckers who ain't wit it
Ain't no snitchin, take the and get convicted, stay commited
This mission is a to control the globe
scents where we step back and hold our own
Hold that zone, it won't be long, we it pushin
Livin on the edge and lookin for no cushion
It's all in the hardcore of death
'cause you can't change ya steps, you have claimed the set
Ain't no removal, fool, bang ya block
Or you could shake the spot, 'cause now your is hot
All that outta town, tryin to set up shop
And you win up nothin buster, better check yo' props
Keep the sag hangin, rag swangin, gangsta
Leave opponents smokin, with the tape the chalk
Young homies to the G's stay swollen with
Insane to the brain, twenty's on D's
Throwin C's up, ease up, or get out
my whole squad hot and we stay thugged out

[Chorus - Tray

Loc]
Tray Deee, O.G., these niggas me
Lemme show these how it's sposed to be
Mama, they got me in the shell
But time I think I'm headed for the state pen
I got too many problems, and I don't need 'em
As I fall to my and I begs for my freedom
for my name, so I can get chain
I'm headed for court but this time I strange
With my eyes on the gate, handcuffs on my wrist
I'm tryna 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 open when I'm asleep
The big got me stuck in a drought
I've been squabblin everyday so my time didn't
The major deal is my brother told me, "Take no shit"
'cause I might end up gettin out and home real quick
The plan for the was to do it overseas
Come back to the L.B., 24 G's
Now you me - straight up to no good
Little nappy head nigga always bellin the hood
I kept my strap on my lap, and steadied the on the seat
All on me, when your fuckin with a G
I was dedicated to seein the gangsta
I keep my on straight, with my brain on buzz

- Snoop Dogg]

[Snoop
Ay B-A-D (whattup) These niggas to me
Lemme show you how it's 'sposed to be
Keep a, bag of money the grocery
And I'm on the move I groove with the fo'fifth heat

Azz]
Check it out Eastsida, these niggas to me
Now show you motherfuckers how it's 'sposed to be
I'm a Eastside, low-life nigga to death
We gone ride in any car, show with niggas the
Peep the nigga that test, you shoulda put on ya
You shoulda, covered ya wig, 'fore I with this
It ain't no give back, when knees is crackin
If it ain't a gun war, we 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 happen or not - you still on the spot
You gotta give it you got, still livin how it pop
It's a do-it-all-day type of thang, it crack-a-lak
Fuck a cell, I'm on the beach in a Cadillac
Fleetwood, seven deuce nigga the rag back
Bangin ol' like a cold O.G.
Used to smoke wet 'til my day looked
to pack techs 'til my pay looked fat
I have bitches transport them packs
Still the sam ol' nigga, I just slang raps
Hate, I feel "so what", smash and get my dough up
You know what, some heat at'cha when ya show up

[Snoop
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 Wrizzy
them niggas get dizzy
For real
shit, lemme get some girl
Yea shit to gangsta for the motherfuckin streets
Eastsida, be-atch!