Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bangin Ass Criminal

[daz
Yeah, daz
I'm gonna take you into 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 niggas who was down day one

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

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

Nigga, ay, we realy talk right now tough nigga (alright)
But uh, it's going down later on nigga
The big man hoe
Be nigga

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

Verse [kurupt tha kingpin]
I'm through your zone late night, shit
Dogg pound gangsta to flame the light
Cause I on,
I'm 20 tall
The biggest walkin' fuck around to get killed
Get
try to sneak a peak in my book
(? at hose? ) , overdose the thoughts when he look
The
The zone that 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 shells from the veal
Down to the like the rest of the dummies
Just what the fuck you try to play with my money
It's nothing but the dogg pound
Mashes, verbal disasters, 38

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

Verse [daz dillinger]
Now o yeah deee
I I see the whole plot
Be on alert, niggas
Anywhere under that nigga
So the microphone on my own
I to blown
Away for mc's with the sludge of a chrome
I take the
Down on my own name
the sees are changed ,
When the storms and
Wide
rhymes, the beats so precise
(? )
Skatin' on like ice
in the day
I get drunk,
(? ) of bags
Sack in the
Because the as claim
I buck like the doctor
Coming
Bouncin' with the
Like gangstas chillin on the
Nah, we worry for shit
Got escape like capone
Whit chick dick on my clip
and nives
Three-eighties and
Sniveling, through for you
When your boys some stats
I got to have to thrill of the drama
Enthusing me to gets my norm the slaughter
Ought to be known as daz
For the that I known for
A dogg pound

four: [soopafly]
Now if the hot
I hit the switch make the
Don't
It's soopafly the sho shot
Won't
I got ya whole to
Look and
I the rhymes with precision
You face
Amaze me a place a saddle
It's dogg pound (? ) like a shadow
I met a motherfucker who can make you stick
I never met a who can feel my clique
You serve, make the twitch like a nerve
You'll try to to my wild style seperve
the verve
Action pack with the
I'll it stop
The jaws and observe
I the block for crook, daz, style and tray deee
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 don't know

Verse [bad a$$]
Now I know you, you,
as fuck
Cock, bust a sawed off punk,
Double on 'em
gambinos 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 ain't
Do try to test the
simply
Bust, I inside ya
ya
Fear them, frightened for life
With your few
Live hot live from gunblast
Outlaws,
Low life, south
Long beach niggas
the b-side is right
The most, the
The west, the
We damn
Sippin', switches
hittin' robbin' niggas
Itchy on triggers
Itty, bitty
for war
We down your door
Draw
Lay down on the floor

six: [technique]
The same thing, different
With snakes, cowards and strong
Robbery cases, faces
On
It was seen, it was
It ain't
For homies to be
Disagree, no one was
with the curls
The obstacles
Impressions to the feet from gettin'
Growing up is
name
Here's the streets it gets
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
Call the shots for your
grips
That's why I (? ) my progress
Cause why is all we to defeat the progress
I ain't the one mystic to hit
Young jonesy
Who I got a to hit
And constantly flips
Outta wall with balls fast
And quick
How the is solved
I want it all (I it all)
But it's movin' to
I'm out to
I don't which way to go,
Was on the right
I
Without doin' a dirty about getting caught
("getting caught" echoes)