Luyện nghe bài hát Gang Bangin Ass Criminal

[daz
Yeah, daz
I'm gonna take you into some shit
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

Love to hear, to hear you motherfuckers
I advise all you livin', struggling from day to day,
Tryin' to flip a 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
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 to right
With no motherfucking one in
that!!
Sell your
Get your on, get your sack on,
Put your rag on and get your motherfucking thang on,
it's on
God it's on
Now what the you bout to go youngster

gang (tray deee, ty 'causez, bad a$$, technique)]
Go nigga
to go get the homies nigga, right now
[daz] oh yeah it's on
gang]
Ay on bad a$$ 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 nigga (word)
Nigga you ment to meet him today nigga
(man I my baby inside today man)
up

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

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

Verse one: [kurupt tha
I'm coming through your zone late night,
Dogg gangsta to flame the light shit
I hold on,
I'm 20 tall
The biggest walkin' bill fuck around to get
Get
try to sneak a peak in my book
(? home at hose? ) , the thoughts when he look
The
The hittin' zone that I'm
play 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 from the heat veal
Down to the ground like the of the dummies
Just the fuck you thinkin' try to play with my money
It's nothing but the dogg gangstas
Mashes, disasters, 38 stashes

Verse [tray deee]
I arise in to surprise that ass
What you thought you me short
I might to blast
With the
We let the shit all up in your
When niggas droppin', they with the plan they plots
Got to for my gate
(? ) of break
Marked caught in, they try to win and get sprayed
Rip the
Go flip the page to 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 I represent
Dead nigga my stare not to step to this

Verse three: [daz
Now o yeah tray
I mean I see the plot
Be on alert, shot
under that nigga caught
So drop the 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 sees are ,
When the and hurricanes
Wide
Spittin' rhymes, the beats so
(? )
Skatin' on mics ice
in the day
I get drunk,
(? ) of plastic
in the truck
Because the rhyme as
I shit buck like the
through
Bouncin' with the
Like chillin on the block
Nah, we ain't worry for
Got doors like capone
Whit chick your on my clip
and nives
Three-eighties and
Sniveling, coming for you
When boys with some stats
I got to have eleven to of the drama
Enthusing me to gets my norm with the
Ought to be as daz dillinger
For the shit I known for
A dogg pound

four: [soopafly]
Now if the hot
I hit the make the topdrop
Don't
soopafly with the sho shot
Won't
I got ya whole to
Look and
I rendition the with precision
You can't
Amaze me a place a saddle
dogg 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
You'll try to step to my wild seperve
Adjective the
pack with the words
I'll make it
The jaws drop and
I sold the block for crook, daz, style and deee
We be coming with the
be the bomb baby
And ain't a dogg pound gangsta knock you to the flow
you stupid as fuck or just don't know

Verse five: a$$]
Now I you, know you,
as fuck
Cock, bust like a 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 empty
Do try to test the
simply
Bust, I lead ya
ya
Fear them, frightened for your
your last few
Live with hot live gunblast
Outlaws,
Low life, south
Long beach blast
Yeah the b-side is
The most, the
The west, the
We bitches
Sippin', switches
Dippin' hittin' niggas
Itchy on triggers
Itty, bitty
for war
We kick down your
eatin'
Lay down on the floor

Verse six:
The same thing, different
With snakes, cowards and strong
cases, niggas faces
On
It was seen, it was
It ain't
For to be splittin'
Disagree, no one was
with the curls
The many
Impressions to the feet from gettin'
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
Cause why is all we tryin' to the progress
I just the one mystic to hit
jonesy sees
Who I got a to hit
And constantly flips
Outta wall with balls talkin'
And draws
How the problem is
I it all (I want it all)
But movin' to slow
I'm out to
I don't know way to go,
Was on the path
I
Without doin' a dirty word getting caught
("getting caught" echoes)