Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bangin Ass Criminal

[daz
Yeah, daz
I'm gonna take you into gangsta shit
What y'all niggas don't know about
And now you ? feels? to about,
we call gangsta rap
But this is for the niggas who was down 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 ass niggas
To get your money man, get
These motherfuckers are cut off
How are we go eat if we cheat
These (? ) bitch to me made the game out of young black lives
Striking us out from left to
With no motherfucking one in
that!!
Sell dope
Get your jack on, get sack on,
Put your rag on and get your motherfucking thang on,
it's on
God it's on
Now what the hell you to go youngster

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

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

[bad a$$ ]what's up daz
[daz] shit, bad a$$, to keep it realer than real, man
half 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 know my is hot
(eastside)

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

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

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

Verse three: [daz
Now o tray deee
I mean I see the plot
Be on alert, shot
Anywhere under nigga caught
So the microphone on my own
I shown to
Away for these mc's the sludge of a chrome
I take the
Down on my own lyrical
the sees are changed ,
When the and hurricanes
strand
Spittin' rhymes, the beats so
(? )
on mics like ice
in the day
I get drunk,
(? ) of plastic
Sack in the
the rhyme as claim
I shit like the doctor
Coming
Bouncin' with the
Like gangstas chillin on the
Nah, we worry for shit
Got escape like capone
Whit chick your on my clip
Forty-fives and
and automatics
Sniveling, coming for you
When your boys with stats
I got to have eleven to of the drama
Enthusing me to gets my norm with the
Ought to be known as daz
For the that I known for
A pound criminal

Verse four:
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 rhymes with
You can't
me a place like a saddle
It's dogg ganstas (? ) like a shadow
I never met a motherfucker who can make you
I met a motherfucker who can feel my clique
You serve, you'll make the like a nerve
You'll try to to my wild style seperve
Adjective the
Action pack with the
I'll make it
The drop and observe
I the block for crook, daz, style and tray deee
We be with the shit
That be the bomb
And ain't a dogg pound will knock you to the flow
Either you stupid as fuck or just know

Verse five: [bad
Now I know you, you,
as fuck
Cock, like a sawed off punk,
Double on 'em
Black at casinos
Get de on 'em
If I 'em
I go get 'em
If I gotta shot a
Twice, that's what I like
My ain't empty
Do try to the ridah
Nativity
Bust, I lead ya
ya
Fear them, for your life
With last few
Live with hot live gunblast
Outlaws,
Low life, last
Long niggas blast
the b-side is right
The most, the
The west, the
We bitches
Sippin', switches
Dippin' hittin' robbin'
fingers on triggers
Itty, bitty
for war
We kick down your
eatin'
Lay everybody on the floor

Verse [technique]
The same thing, different
With snakes, and strong grown
Robbery cases, niggas
On
It was seen, it was
It forbidden
For homies to be
Disagree, no one was
Known the curls
The obstacles
Impressions to the feet from served
up is rough
Your
Here's the streets it tough
You can (? ) and (? )
Then I guess you had
(? )
It ain't coincidental that I be
And my

Is for seein', so I
Bodies and
Win the
Call the shots for nuts
Nigga
why I (? ) my dippin' progress
Cause why is all we tryin' to defeat the
I ain't the one mystic to hit
jonesy sees
Who I got a to hit
And constantly flips
Outta with balls fast talkin'
And quick
How the problem is
I want it all (I it all)
But movin' to slow
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)