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 - Tray
We gets payed to steal, bang for real
Slang thangs at will, to blaze the steel
Niggas ain't for real, cats who to peel
Say you game to kill, but I don't think you

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

[Chorus - Tray

[Goldie
Deee, O.G., these niggas holdin me
Lemme these motherfuckers how it's sposed to be
Mama, they got me in the shell
But this time I think I'm for the state pen
I got too many problems, and I sure need 'em
As I to my knees and I begs for my freedom
Listen for my name, so I can get
I'm headed for court but time I feel strange
my eyes on the gate, with handcuffs on my wrist
I'm tryna find a way out, to hoppin the
5 o'clock, might shock, to leave these shackles on my feet
I feel the heat it's gettin deep, both eyes open I'm asleep
The big situation got me stuck in a
I've been squabblin everyday so my time 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 through the hood
I kept my strap on my lap, and the clip on the seat
All eyes on me, your fuckin with a G
I was dedicated to seein the 'cause
I keep my head on straight, with my brain on

[Chorus - Snoop

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

[Bad
Check it out Eastsida, niggas hoes to me
Now lemme show you how it's 'sposed to be
I'm just a Eastside, low-life nigga to
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, I hitcha with this
It no motherfuckin give back, when knees is crackin
If it ain't a gun war, we use 'em for jackin
And it's money 'round here, it's just to see it
And when you spot it, don't be so sure that you got it
You it happen or not - you still grindin on the spot
You gotta it what you got, still livin how it pop
a do-it-all-day type of thang, make it crack-a-lak
Fuck a cell, I'm on the beach in a Cadillac
Fleetwood, seven nigga with the rag back
ol' deez like a cold O.G.
Used to smoke wet my day looked black
Used to pack 'til my pay looked fat
I have bitches transport llello packs
Still the sam ol' nigga, I just slang raps
Hate, I like "so what", smash and get my dough up
You know what, some heat at'cha when ya show up

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