Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bang 4 Real - Bad Azz

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

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

[Tray
Little Goldie Loc, these hoes to me
Lemme tell these motherfuckers how it's to be
See merrily and better see ya rep to death
ya enemies 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 bang with weak - motherfuckers who ain't wit it
Ain't no snitchin, take the and get convicted, stay commited
This is a vision to control the globe
Leavin where 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 for no cushion
all in the hardcore game of death
'cause you can't change ya steps, you have claimed the set
Ain't no tattoo removal, fool, bang ya
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
Keep the sag hangin, rag swangin, walk
Leave opponents hood smokin, with the tape the
homies to the G's stay swollen with cheese
Insane to the brain, rollin on D's
Throwin C's up, up, or get rubbed out
my whole squad hot and we stay thugged out

[Chorus - Deee]

[Goldie
Tray Deee, O.G., these niggas me
Lemme these motherfuckers how it's sposed to be
Mama, got me in the shell again
But this time I I'm headed for the state pen
I got too many problems, and I sure 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, with handcuffs on my
I'm find a way out, to hoppin 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 been squabblin everyday so my didn't count
The deal is that my brother told me, "Take no shit"
'cause I might end up gettin out and comin 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 head nigga always bellin through the hood
I kept my strap on my lap, and steadied the clip on the
All eyes on me, when your with a G
I was dedicated to seein the gangsta
I keep my head on straight, my brain on buzz

[Chorus - Snoop

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

[Bad
it out Eastsida, these niggas hoes to me
Now lemme you motherfuckers how it's 'sposed to be
I'm just a Eastside, low-life nigga to
We ride in any car, show with niggas the best
Peep the nigga that test, you put on ya vest
You shoulda, ya wig, 'fore I hitcha with this
It ain't no motherfuckin give back, knees is crackin
If it ain't a gun war, we finna use 'em for
And it's money here, it's just hard to see it
And when you spot it, don't be so fuckin 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
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 with the rag
Bangin ol' deez a cold O.G.
Used to smoke wet 'til my day looked
to pack techs 'til my pay looked fat
I have bitches them llello packs
Still the sam ol' nigga, I just dope raps
Hate, I like "so what", smash and get my dough up
You know what, point some heat at'cha ya show up

[Snoop
So don't be runnin 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
Makin niggas get dizzy
For real
Gangsta shit, lemme get some
Yea this shit to gangsta for the motherfuckin
Eastsida, be-atch!