Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bang 4 Real - Bad Azz

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

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

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

[Chorus - Deee]

[Goldie
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
my eyes on the gate, with handcuffs on my wrist
I'm tryna find a way out, to the fence
5 o'clock, might shock, to leave these shackles on my feet
I feel the heat gettin deep, both eyes open when I'm asleep
The big got me stuck in a drought
I've squabblin everyday so my time didn't count
The major deal is that my brother 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 to the L.B., spendin 24 G's
Now you know me - straight up to no
Little nappy head nigga always bellin the hood
I kept my strap on my lap, and the clip on the seat
All eyes on me, when your fuckin a G
I was dedicated to seein the 'cause
I keep my head on straight, my brain on buzz

[Chorus - Dogg]

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

[Bad
Check it out Eastsida, these niggas to me
Now lemme show you how it's 'sposed to be
I'm just a Eastside, nigga to death
We gone ride in any car, show with niggas the
Peep the that test, you shoulda put on ya vest
You shoulda, covered ya wig, 'fore I hitcha 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 'round here, it's just hard to see it
And when you 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 what you got, still how it pop
It's a do-it-all-day of thang, make it crack-a-lak
a jail cell, I'm on the beach in a Cadillac
Fleetwood, deuce nigga with the rag back
Bangin ol' deez a cold O.G.
Used to smoke wet 'til my day looked
Used to pack techs my pay looked fat
I bitches transport them llello packs
Still the sam ol' nigga, I just slang raps
Hate, I feel "so what", smash and get my dough up
You know what, point some heat 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, off the hizzy
For real, by Fred Wrizzy
Makin niggas get dizzy
For real
Gangsta shit, get some girl
Yea shit to gangsta for the motherfuckin streets
Eastsida, be-atch!