Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bangin Ass Criminal

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

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

gang (tray deee, ty 'causez, bad a$$, technique)]
Go nigga
Bout to go get the nigga, right now
[daz] oh yeah motherfucker on
[the
Ay come on bad a$$ 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 were ment to meet him nigga
(man I take my baby today man)
up

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

[bad a$$ up daz dillinger
[daz] shit, bad a$$, to keep it realer than real, man
half these punk ass....
Motherfucking niggas around here
The big spot nigga, clockin' no dollar.
man I'm trying to have
Man I trying to go for shit
[dd] man you know my is hot
(eastside)

Verse one: tha kingpin]
I'm coming through your zone night, shit
pound gangsta to flame the light shit
Cause I on,
I'm 20 feet
The biggest walkin' bill around to get killed
Get
try to sneak a peak in my book
(? home at ) , overdose the thoughts when he look
The
The zone that I'm hitting
play with my intelligence nigga as the heat (? slittin'? )
(? )
So I only got two choices; loc me the blasin'

I bring the pain no (? )
Execution style is the from the heat veal
Down to the ground the rest of the dummies
Just what the fuck you thinkin' try to play with my
It's but the dogg pound gangstas
Mashes, verbal disasters, 38

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

three: [daz dillinger]
Now o yeah deee
I mean I see the whole
Be on alert, shot
Anywhere under nigga caught
So drop the on my own
I to blown
Away for these mc's the sludge of a chrome
I the fang
Down on my own name
When the are changed ,
When the and hurricanes
strand
Spittin' rhymes, the so precise
(? )
Skatin' on mics ice
in the day
I get drunk,
(? ) of bags
Sack in the
Because the as claim
I buck like the doctor
through
Bouncin' the droptop
Like gangstas chillin on the
Nah, we worry for shit
Got doors like capone
Whit your dick on my clip
Forty-fives and
Three-eighties and
Sniveling, coming for you
When your boys some stats
I got to have eleven to of the drama
me to gets my norm with the slaughter
Ought to be known as daz
For the that I known for
A pound criminal

four: [soopafly]
Now if the hot
I hit the make the topdrop
Don't
soopafly with the sho shot
Won't
I got ya shit to
Look and
I rendition the with precision
You face
me a place like a saddle
It's pound ganstas (? ) like a shadow
I met a motherfucker who can make you stick
I met a motherfucker who can feel my clique
You serve, you'll make the like a nerve
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, and tray deee
We be with the shit
That be the baby
And ain't a dogg pound gangsta will you to the flow
Either you as fuck or just don't know

Verse five: [bad
Now I know you, you,
as fuck
Cock, bust like a off punk,
barrel on 'em
Black gambinos at
Get de on 'em
If I 'em
I go get 'em
If I shot a nine
Twice, that's what I like
My clip ain't
Do try to test the
simply
Bust, I lead ya
ya
Fear them, for your life
your last few
Live with hot from gunblast
Outlaws,
Low life, south
Long beach blast
the b-side is right
The most, the
The west, the
We damn
Sippin', switches
Dippin' robbin' niggas
fingers on triggers
Itty, bitty
for war
We down your door
eatin'
Lay down on the floor

Verse six:
The thing, different place
With snakes, and strong grown
Robbery cases, faces
On
It was seen, it was
It forbidden
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 ain't that I be distorted
And my

Is for seein', so I
Bodies and
Win the
Call the shots for your
Nigga
why I (? ) my dippin' progress
Cause why is all we tryin' to defeat the
I just the one mystic to hit
jonesy sees
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 don't know way to go,
Was on the path
I
Without a dirty word about getting caught
("getting caught" echoes)