Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bang 4 Real - Bad Azz

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

[Chorus - Tray
We gets payed to steal, gang for real
Slang thangs at will, to blaze the steel
Niggas for real, cats who claim to peel
Say you game to kill, but I think you will

Deee]
Little Loc, these 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
Don't sleep, tote heat, seven days a
to work 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 mission is a vision to the globe
Leavin scents where we back and hold our own
Hold that zone, it won't be long, we keep it
on the edge and ain't lookin for no cushion
It's all in the hardcore of death
'cause you can't change ya steps, once you claimed the set
Ain't no tattoo removal, fool, ya block
Or you shake the spot, 'cause now your face is hot
All that 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 with cheese
Insane to the brain, rollin on D's
C's up, ease up, or get rubbed out
'cause my whole squad hot and we stay out

[Chorus - Tray

Loc]
Tray Deee, O.G., these holdin me
Lemme these motherfuckers how it's sposed to be
Mama, got me in the shell again
But this I think I'm headed for the state pen
I got too problems, and I sure don't need 'em
As I to my knees and I begs 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, with handcuffs on my
I'm tryna find a way out, to hoppin the
5 o'clock, they might shock, to leave these on my feet
I feel the heat it's gettin deep, both eyes open when I'm
The big got me stuck in a drought
I've been squabblin everyday so my time count
The deal 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
back to the L.B., spendin 24 G's
Now you know me - straight up to no
Little nappy head nigga always 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 my head on straight, with my brain on buzz

[Chorus - Dogg]

Dogg]
Ay B-A-D (whattup) These niggas to me
Lemme you motherfuckers 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

Azz]
Check it out Eastsida, these hoes to me
Now lemme show you motherfuckers how it's to be
I'm just a Eastside, low-life nigga to
We gone ride in any car, with niggas the best
Peep the nigga test, you shoulda put on ya vest
You shoulda, covered ya wig, 'fore I hitcha this
It ain't no motherfuckin give back, knees is crackin
If it ain't a gun war, we use 'em for jackin
And it's money here, it's just hard to see it
And when you spot it, be so fuckin sure that you got it
You make it happen or not - you still grindin on the
You gotta give it what you got, still how it pop
It's a do-it-all-day type of thang, make it
Fuck a jail cell, I'm on the in a Cadillac
Fleetwood, seven deuce with the rag back
Bangin ol' deez like a O.G.
Used to smoke wet 'til my day looked
Used to pack techs 'til my pay fat
I have bitches them 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, some heat at'cha when ya show up

[Snoop
So niggas don't be 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 Wrizzy
Makin them niggas get
For real
Gangsta shit, lemme get girl
Yea this to gangsta for the motherfuckin streets
Eastsida, be-atch!