Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

[Juelz
Oh, on, fuck with your boy
It's Santana, Heatmakers, we at?
Let me see you through
Killa, Jones,
Yeah man, I'm at it

a new day, got the boo-lay up in the suitcase
Go uptown to Harlem, tell 'em that I ya
Tell 'em August, I'm "Gon' Til' November"
I a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em sent up
Call my bird, get my broad her sent up (Please)
Call my niggaz, my squad, have 'em sent up (Please)
I see a town I'm
See some niggas getting money in a I like it
I run up on them with the and light it
Like it's my now, all right kid?
He understood me quite
that thing banged out, ranged out the side of his right ear
And I got to my business, back to my bitches
Back to the kitchen, that pyrex
Pop, I let that stuff sit in
Get hard, get rock, get to the block and
Yeah I'm but this is how I'm livin
And this is how I'm getting, how I get it
Hey!

Juelz Santana]
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, on my handles
Listening to music
I stood at home on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the channels
how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, a thick chick in sandles
Shaft, clocking math

[Juelz
Now I see death around the
Gotta stay high, will I survive in the city where the skinny niggas
Nope, it's the city the skinny niggas ride
.45 semi on the side, twisting they drive, yeah
Lick a for Big Pop and 'Pac, yeah
One more for Shyne inside, yeah
Two more for Cam, for over the Roc
Yeah, yeah, my year
So, okay, okay, okay, y'all can't with me, no way
Jose or Camacho
Tech blows and watch yo' chest and tacos
Motherfucker I'm the best, I y'all before
I y'all before, ey!

[Chorus: Santana]
I stood alone the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles
Listening to gangsta
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, the channels
Watching how the do it
I stood alone, getting dome, a thick chick in sandles
Shaft, clocking math

I'm on the westside of Chicago, for a bust down
And make me put my two up, Touchdown!
You stay in touch now, but when I tough
I'm like Buckshot shorty, you "Duck Down"
Yeah I clown, I'm from Harlem, Uptown
Where we flash money, take your and ask you, what now?
Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they
my kids, go and kiss they cousin
Yes, they kissing cousins, toys muppets
Worst then that, go home and kiss they husband
shit's disgusting
Keep the clucking, keep the pigeons buggin'
This on my is nothing
To me just yellow hearts and pink diamonds
Where I get the money for this? think rhymin'
You with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho, Ta-to

[Chorus: Santana]
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my
Listening to music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, the channels
how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick in sandles
Watching Shaft, math