Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bang 4 Real - Bad Azz

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

[Chorus - Tray
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, niggas hoes to me
Lemme tell these how it's 'sposed to be
See crime and better see ya rep to death
Squeeze ya enemies until can't catch they breath
sleep, tote heat, seven days a week
Whether to or to church, snow, rain, or sleet
And don't bang with weak - who ain't wit it
Ain't no snitchin, take the deal and get convicted, stay
This mission is a to control the globe
Leavin scents where we step back and our own
Hold that zone, it won't be long, we it pushin
Livin on the edge and lookin for no cushion
It's all in the hardcore game of
'cause you can't change ya steps, once you have the set
Ain't no tattoo removal, fool, bang ya
Or you could shake the spot, now your face is hot
All that goin outta town, tryin to set up
And you ain't win up nothin buster, better check yo'
Keep the sag hangin, rag swangin, walk
Leave opponents hood smokin, with the tape the
Young homies to the G's stay swollen 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 - 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 I think I'm headed for the state pen
I got too many problems, and I sure don't '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 I feel strange
With my eyes on the gate, handcuffs on my wrist
I'm tryna find a way out, to hoppin the
5 o'clock, they might shock, to leave these shackles on my
I feel the heat it's gettin deep, eyes open when I'm asleep
The big situation got me stuck in a
I've been everyday 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 for the lick was to do it overseas
Come to the L.B., spendin 24 G's
Now you know me - up to no good
nappy head nigga always bellin through the hood
I kept my on my lap, and steadied the clip on the seat
All on me, when your fuckin with a G
I was dedicated to seein the gangsta
I my head on straight, with my brain on buzz

[Chorus - Dogg]

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

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

[Snoop
So niggas be runnin up up on the B-A-D
he be packin heat, and this is D-P-G-C
Uh-huh, it's off the
For real, by Fred Wrizzy
Makin niggas get dizzy
For real
Gangsta shit, get some girl
Yea this shit to gangsta for the streets
Eastsida, be-atch!