Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bang 4 Real - Bad Azz

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

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

[Tray
Little Goldie Loc, these niggas to me
Lemme tell these how it's 'sposed to be
See crime merrily and better see ya rep to
Squeeze ya enemies until they can't catch they
Don't sleep, 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 deal and get convicted, stay
This mission is a vision to control the
Leavin scents we step back and hold our own
Hold zone, it won't be long, we keep it pushin
Livin on the and ain't lookin for no cushion
It's all in the hardcore game of
'cause you can't change ya steps, once you claimed the set
no tattoo removal, fool, bang ya block
Or you could shake the spot, now your face is hot
All that outta town, tryin to set up shop
And you ain't win up nothin buster, better yo' props
Keep the sag hangin, rag swangin, walk
Leave opponents smokin, with the tape the chalk
Young homies to the G's stay swollen with
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 - Tray

[Goldie
Tray Deee, O.G., these niggas me
Lemme these motherfuckers how it's sposed to be
Mama, they got me in the again
But this time I think I'm headed for the 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 time I feel strange
With my eyes on the gate, 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 it's gettin deep, both eyes open when I'm asleep
The big situation got me in a drought
I've been squabblin so my time didn't count
The major is that my brother told me, "Take no shit"
'cause I might end up gettin out and home real quick
The plan for the lick was to do it
Come to the L.B., spendin 24 G's
Now you me - straight up to no good
Little nappy head nigga always bellin through the
I kept my on my lap, and steadied the clip on the seat
All eyes on me, when your with a G
I was dedicated to seein the gangsta
I keep my head on straight, with my on buzz

[Chorus - Snoop

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

Azz]
Check it out Eastsida, these hoes to me
Now lemme show you motherfuckers how 'sposed to be
I'm just a Eastside, nigga to death
We gone ride in any car, show with niggas the
the nigga that test, you shoulda put on ya vest
You shoulda, covered ya wig, 'fore I with this
It ain't no motherfuckin give back, when is crackin
If it a gun war, we finna use 'em for jackin
And money 'round 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 grindin on the spot
You gotta give it you got, still livin how it pop
It's a do-it-all-day of thang, make it crack-a-lak
Fuck a cell, I'm on the beach in a Cadillac
Fleetwood, seven deuce with the rag back
Bangin ol' deez a cold O.G.
Used to smoke wet 'til my day black
Used to pack techs my pay looked fat
I have bitches transport llello packs
the sam ol' nigga, I just slang dope raps
Hate, I feel "so what", smash and get my dough up
You know what, point some heat when ya show up

[Snoop
So niggas don't be runnin up up on the
'cause he be packin heat, and is D-P-G-C
Uh-huh, it's off the
For real, beat by Wrizzy
Makin them niggas get
For real
Gangsta shit, lemme get girl
Yea this to gangsta for the motherfuckin streets
Eastsida, be-atch!