Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bangin Ass Criminal

[daz
Yeah, daz
I'm take you into some gangsta shit
What y'all niggas don't even about
And now you ? feels? to about,
What we gangsta rap
But this is for the niggas who was down day one

Love to hear, love to hear you
I advise all you livin', struggling from day to day,
Tryin' to flip a figure dollar up inside a bag of weed,
A fresh pair of khakis and take a bitch to the groovy ass
To get your man, get paid
motherfuckers are cut off welfare
How are we go eat if we cheat
These (? ) bitch to me made the out of young black niggas lives
Striking us out from left to
With no one in sight
that!!
Sell your
Get your jack on, get your on,
Put your rag on and get your motherfucking on, niggas
it's on
God it's on
Now the hell you bout to go youngster

[the (tray deee, ty 'causez, bad a$$, technique)]
Go nigga
Bout to go get the nigga, right now
oh yeah motherfucker it's on
[the
Ay on bad a$$ let's do it nigga, it's on now nigga
Ay ay
up nigga (what's up)
Ay
Nigga the homie called, the big today nigga (word)
Nigga you were to meet him today nigga
(man I take my baby inside man)
up

Nigga, ay, we can't realy talk right now nigga (alright)
But uh, going down later on 9-30 nigga
The big man hoe
Be nigga

[bad a$$ ]what's up daz
[daz] shit, bad a$$, tryin' to keep it realer real, man
Least half punk ass....
Motherfucking niggas around here
The big spot nigga, clockin' no dollar.
man I'm trying to have
Man I ain't trying to go for
[dd] man you my glock is hot
(eastside)

Verse one: [kurupt tha
I'm coming through your zone night, shit
pound gangsta to flame the light shit
Cause I on,
I'm 20 tall
The biggest bill fuck around to get killed
Get
Don't try to sneak a in my book
(? home at hose? ) , the thoughts when he look
The
The hittin' zone I'm hitting
Don't play with my intelligence nigga as the heat (? )
(? )
So I only got two loc me the blasin' bomb

I bring the pain no (? )
Execution style is the from the heat veal
Down to the like the rest of the dummies
Just what the fuck you thinkin' try to play my money
It's nothing but the dogg gangstas
Mashes, disasters, 38 stashes

Verse two: deee]
I arise in to surprise that ass
What you you caught me short
I ride to blast
With the
We let the all up in your nuts
When droppin', they stop with the plan they plots
Got to for my gate
With (? ) of
Marked niggas caught in, they try to win and get
Rip the
Go flip the page to chapter
First groove, they fools can't come me
I to free,
of catastrophe
Ask for g
A nigga to answer me
My rip long as the beach I represent
Dead nigga my stare not to step to this

three: [daz dillinger]
Now o yeah deee
I mean I see the whole
Be on alert, niggas
under that nigga caught
So the microphone on my own
I to blown
Away for these mc's with the of a chrome
I the fang
Down on my own lyrical
the sees are changed ,
When the storms and
strand
Spittin' rhymes, the beats so
(? )
Skatin' on mics ice
in the day
I get drunk,
(? ) of bags
in the truck
Because the rhyme as
I shit buck the doctor
through
Bouncin' with the
Like gangstas chillin on the
Nah, we ain't for shit
Got escape like capone
Whit chick your dick on my
Forty-fives and
Three-eighties and
Sniveling, coming for you
your boys with some stats
I got to have to thrill of the drama
me to gets my norm with the slaughter
Ought to be known as daz
For the shit that I for
A dogg criminal

four: [soopafly]
Now if the hot
I hit the switch make the
stop
It's soopafly the sho shot
stop
I got ya shit to
and listen
I the rhymes with precision
You face
Amaze me a like a saddle
dogg pound ganstas (? ) like a shadow
I never met a who can make you stick
I never met a motherfucker who can my clique
You serve, you'll make the like a nerve
try to step to my wild style seperve
Adjective the
Action pack the words
I'll make it
The drop and observe
I sold the block for crook, daz, style and tray
We be coming the shit
be the bomb baby
And ain't a dogg pound gangsta knock you to the flow
Either you stupid as fuck or just don't

five: [bad a$$]
Now I you, know you,
as fuck
Cock, like a sawed off punk,
Double on 'em
Black gambinos at
Get de on 'em
If I 'em
I go get 'em
If I shot a nine
Twice, that's I rhyme like
My ain't empty
Do try to test the
Nativity
Bust, I lead ya
ya
Fear them, frightened for your
your last few
Live with hot live gunblast
Outlaws,
Low life, south
Long beach blast
the b-side is right
The most, the
The west, the
We bitches
Sippin', hittin'
hittin' robbin' niggas
Itchy fingers on
Itty, niggas
for war
We kick down door
eatin'
Lay everybody down on the

six: [technique]
The same thing, different
snakes, cowards and strong grown
Robbery cases, niggas
On
It was seen, it was
It ain't
For homies to be
Disagree, no one was
Known the curls
The obstacles
Impressions to the feet gettin' served
Growing up is
Your
the streets it gets tough
You can (? ) and (? )
Then I you had enough
(? )
It coincidental that I be distorted
And my

Is for seein', so I
Bodies and
Win the
the shots for your nuts
Nigga
That's why I (? ) my progress
Cause why is all we to defeat the progress
I just the one mystic to hit
Young jonesy
Who I got a to hit
And constantly flips
Outta wall with fast talkin'
And draws
How the is solved
I it all (I want it all)
But it's movin' to
I'm out to
I don't know way to go,
Was on the path
I
Without doin' a dirty about getting caught
("getting caught" echoes)