Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bangin Ass Criminal

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

Love to hear, love to you motherfuckers
I advise all you ghetto livin', from day to day,
Tryin' to flip a figure devil up inside a bag of weed,
A fresh of khakis and take a bitch to the groovy ass niggas
To get money man, get paid
motherfuckers are cut off welfare
How are we go eat if we don't
These (? ) bitch to me made the game out of young black niggas
us out from left to right
With no motherfucking one in
that!!
Sell dope
Get your on, get your sack on,
Put your rag on and get motherfucking thang on, niggas
it's on
God dammit on
Now what the hell you to go youngster

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

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

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

one: [kurupt tha kingpin]
I'm coming your zone late night, shit
Dogg pound gangsta to flame the light
Cause I on,
I'm 20 feet
The biggest bill fuck around to get killed
Get
Don't try to a peak in my book
(? home at hose? ) , overdose the thoughts when he
The
The hittin' that I'm hitting
Don't with my intelligence nigga as the heat (? slittin'? )
(? )
So I only got two choices; loc me the bomb

I bring the rains no (? )
Execution style is the shells from the heat
to the ground like the rest of the dummies
Just the fuck you thinkin' try to play with my money
It's nothing but the dogg pound
Mashes, disasters, 38 stashes

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

Verse three: dillinger]
Now o tray deee
I I see the whole plot
Be on alert, niggas
Anywhere that nigga caught
So the microphone on my own
I shown to
Away for mc's with the sludge of a chrome
I the fang
Down on my own lyrical
When the are changed ,
the storms and hurricanes
Wide
Spittin' rhymes, the so precise
(? )
Skatin' on like ice
in the day
I get drunk,
(? ) of plastic
in the truck
Because the rhyme as
I shit buck the doctor
Coming
Bouncin' the droptop
Like gangstas on the block
Nah, we ain't for shit
Got escape doors capone
Whit chick dick on my clip
Forty-fives and
Three-eighties and
Sniveling, through for you
When your boys with some
I got to have eleven to of the drama
Enthusing me to gets my with the slaughter
Ought to be as daz dillinger
For the shit I known for
A pound criminal

four: [soopafly]
Now if the hot
I hit the switch the topdrop
Don't
It's with the sho shot
stop
I got ya shit to
Look and
I rendition the with precision
You can't
Amaze me a like a saddle
It's dogg 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 twitch like a
try to step to my wild style seperve
Adjective the
Action pack with the
I'll it stop
The jaws and observe
I sold the block for crook, daz, style and deee
We be coming the shit
be the bomb baby
And ain't a dogg pound gangsta will you to the flow
Either you as fuck or just don't know

five: [bad a$$]
Now I know you, you,
Stupid as
Cock, like a sawed off punk,
barrel on 'em
Black at casinos
Get de on 'em
If I 'em
I go get 'em
If I gotta a nine
Twice, that's I rhyme like
My clip empty
Do try to the ridah
Nativity
Bust, I inside ya
ya
Fear them, for your life
With your few
Live with hot live gunblast
Outlaws,
Low life, last
Long beach blast
Yeah the is right
The most, the
The west, the
We damn
Sippin', switches
Dippin' hittin' niggas
fingers on triggers
Itty, niggas
for war
We kick down door
eatin'
Lay everybody on the floor

six: [technique]
The same thing, different
With snakes, and strong grown
Robbery cases, faces
On
It was seen, it was
It forbidden
For homies to be
Disagree, no one was
Known with the
The obstacles
Impressions to the feet from gettin'
Growing up is
name
Here's the it gets tough
You can (? ) and (? )
I guess you had enough
(? )
It ain't coincidental I be distorted
And my

Is for seein', so I
and plots
Win the
Call the shots for your
Nigga
why I (? ) my dippin' progress
Cause why is all we tryin' to defeat the
I just ain't the one to hit
Young jonesy
Who I got a to hit
And constantly scripts
Outta wall with balls fast
And draws
How the problem is
I want it all (I it all)
But it's movin' to
I'm out to
I know which way to go,
Was on the path
I
Without doin' a dirty about getting caught
("getting caught" echoes)