Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bang 4 Real - Bad Azz

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

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

Deee]
Little Goldie Loc, niggas hoes to me
Lemme tell these how it's 'sposed to be
See merrily and better see ya rep to death
Squeeze ya enemies until they can't catch breath
sleep, tote heat, seven days a week
Whether to work or to church, snow, rain, or
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 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
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, bang ya
Or you could shake the spot, now your face is hot
All goin outta town, tryin to set up shop
And you ain't win up buster, better check yo' props
the sag hangin, rag swangin, gangsta walk
Leave opponents hood smokin, with the the chalk
Young homies to the G's stay swollen cheese
Insane to the brain, rollin on D's
C's up, ease up, or get rubbed out
'cause my squad hot and we stay thugged out

[Chorus - Tray

[Goldie
Deee, O.G., these niggas holdin me
Lemme show these motherfuckers how it's to be
Mama, they got me in the shell
But this time I think I'm for the state pen
I got too problems, and I sure don't need 'em
As I fall to my knees and I begs for my
Listen for my name, so I can get
I'm headed for court but this time I feel
With my eyes on the gate, with handcuffs on my
I'm tryna 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 situation got me stuck in a
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 home quick
The for the lick 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 always bellin through the hood
I my strap on my lap, and steadied the clip on the seat
All eyes on me, when your with a G
I was dedicated to the gangsta 'cause
I keep my on straight, with my brain on buzz

[Chorus - Snoop

Dogg]
Ay (whattup) These niggas hoes to me
Lemme you motherfuckers 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

[Bad
Check it out Eastsida, niggas hoes to me
Now show you motherfuckers how it's 'sposed to be
I'm a Eastside, low-life nigga to death
We ride in any car, show with niggas the best
Peep the nigga that test, you put on ya vest
You shoulda, covered ya wig, 'fore I hitcha this
It no motherfuckin give back, when knees is crackin
If it a gun war, we finna use 'em for jackin
And it's money here, it's 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 grindin on the
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 jail cell, I'm on the in a Cadillac
Fleetwood, seven deuce nigga with the rag
Bangin ol' deez like a O.G.
Used to smoke wet 'til my day black
Used to techs 'til my pay looked fat
I bitches transport them llello packs
Still the sam ol' nigga, I slang dope raps
Hate, I like "so what", smash and get my dough up
You know what, point some heat when ya show up

Dogg]
So don't be runnin up up on the B-A-D
'cause he be packin heat, and this is
Uh-huh, it's off the
For real, beat by Fred
Makin them get dizzy
For real
Gangsta shit, lemme get some
Yea this shit to gangsta for the motherfuckin
Eastsida, be-atch!