Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bang 4 Real - Bad Azz

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

- Tray Deee]
We payed to steal, gang bang for real
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 you will

[Tray
Little Loc, these niggas hoes to me
Lemme tell these motherfuckers how it's to be
See crime merrily and better see ya rep to
Squeeze ya enemies until can't catch they breath
Don't sleep, tote heat, days a week
to work or to church, snow, rain, or sleet
And don't bang with - motherfuckers who ain't 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 that zone, it be long, we keep it pushin
Livin on the edge and ain't lookin for no
It's all in the hardcore game of
'cause you change ya steps, once you have claimed the set
Ain't no removal, fool, bang ya block
Or you could shake the spot, 'cause now your is hot
All that goin outta town, to set up shop
And you ain't win up nothin buster, check yo' props
Keep the sag hangin, rag swangin, gangsta
Leave opponents hood smokin, with the tape the
Young to the G's stay swollen with cheese
Insane to the brain, rollin on D's
Throwin C's up, ease up, or get out
'cause my whole squad hot and we thugged out

[Chorus - Deee]

Loc]
Tray Deee, O.G., niggas holdin me
Lemme these motherfuckers how it's sposed to be
Mama, got me in the shell again
But time I think I'm headed for the state pen
I got too many problems, and I sure need 'em
As I fall to my knees and I for my freedom
Listen for my name, so I can get
I'm headed for court but this 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, they might shock, to leave these on my feet
I feel the heat it's deep, both eyes open when I'm asleep
The big got me stuck in a drought
been squabblin everyday so my time didn't count
The major deal is my brother told me, "Take no shit"
'cause I might end up gettin out and comin home quick
The plan for the lick was to do it
back to the L.B., spendin 24 G's
Now you know me - straight up to no
nappy head nigga always bellin through the hood
I kept my strap on my lap, and steadied the 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 on buzz

- Snoop Dogg]

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

Azz]
Check it out Eastsida, niggas hoes to me
Now lemme you motherfuckers how it's 'sposed to be
I'm a Eastside, low-life nigga to death
We gone ride in any car, show with 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 give back, when knees is crackin
If it ain't a gun war, we use 'em for jackin
And money 'round here, it's just hard to see it
And when you spot it, don't be so fuckin that you got it
You make it happen or not - you grindin on the spot
You gotta give it what you got, still how it pop
It's a do-it-all-day type of thang, it crack-a-lak
Fuck a jail cell, I'm on the in a Cadillac
Fleetwood, seven deuce nigga the rag back
ol' deez like a cold O.G.
Used to smoke wet 'til my day black
Used to pack 'til my pay looked fat
I bitches transport them llello packs
the sam ol' nigga, I just slang dope raps
Hate, I feel like "so what", smash and get my up
You know what, point some heat at'cha when ya up

[Snoop
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 them niggas get
For real
shit, lemme get some girl
Yea this shit to for the motherfuckin streets
Eastsida, be-atch!