Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bangin Ass Criminal

[daz
Yeah, daz
I'm gonna take you some gangsta shit
What y'all niggas don't even know
And now you ? to know about,
What we call rap
But is for the niggas 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 dollar devil up a bag of weed,
A fresh of khakis and take a bitch to the groovy ass niggas
To get your 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 lives
Striking us out from left to
no motherfucking one in sight
that!!
Sell your
Get jack on, get your sack on,
Put your rag on and get your motherfucking thang on,
it's on
God dammit on
Now what the you bout to go youngster

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

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

[bad a$$ ]what's up daz
shit, bad a$$, tryin' to keep it realer than real, man
Least half these 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 coming through zone late night, shit
Dogg pound gangsta to the light shit
Cause I on,
I'm 20 tall
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 hittin' zone I'm hitting
Don't play with my nigga as the heat (? slittin'? )
(? )
So I only got two choices; loc me the bomb

I bring the pain no (? )
Execution style is the shells the heat veal
Down to the ground the rest of the dummies
Just the fuck you thinkin' try to play with my money
nothing but the dogg pound gangstas
Mashes, verbal disasters, 38

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

Verse [daz dillinger]
Now o yeah deee
I mean I see the whole
Be on alert, shot
Anywhere under that caught
So the microphone on my own
I shown to
Away for these mc's with the sludge of a
I the fang
on my own lyrical name
When the are changed ,
When the and hurricanes
strand
Spittin' rhymes, the beats so
(? )
on mics like ice
in the day
I get drunk,
(? ) of bags
in the truck
Because the rhyme as
I buck like the doctor
through
Bouncin' the droptop
Like gangstas chillin on the
Nah, we worry for shit
Got escape like capone
Whit chick your on my clip
and nives
Three-eighties and
Sniveling, coming for you
When your boys with some
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 dogg criminal

Verse four:
Now if the hot
I hit the switch the topdrop
stop
It's soopafly 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 pound (? ) like a shadow
I never met a motherfucker who can 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 jaws and observe
I the block for crook, daz, style and tray deee
We be with the shit
be the bomb baby
And ain't a dogg pound gangsta will you to the flow
Either you stupid as fuck or just don't

Verse five: a$$]
Now I you, know you,
as fuck
Cock, like a sawed 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 I rhyme like
My clip ain't
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', hittin'
Dippin' robbin' niggas
Itchy on triggers
Itty, bitty
for war
We kick down door
Draw
Lay everybody on the floor

six: [technique]
The same thing, different
With snakes, cowards and grown
Robbery cases, niggas
On
It was seen, it was
It forbidden
For homies to be
Disagree, no one was
with the curls
The many
Impressions to the feet from served
Growing up is
name
Here's the it gets tough
You can (? ) and (? )
Then I you had enough
(? )
It coincidental that I be distorted
And my

Is for seein', so I
and plots
Win the
Call the shots for your
Nigga
That's why I (? ) my progress
why is all we tryin' to defeat the progress
I ain't the one mystic to hit
Young sees
Who I got a to hit
And flips scripts
Outta wall with balls talkin'
And draws
How the is solved
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 right
I
Without doin' a dirty word getting caught
("getting caught" echoes)