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

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

[Chorus: Juelz
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, on my handles
to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin' the
how the gangstas do it
I alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking

Santana]
Now I see death around the
Gotta stay high, will I survive in the city the skinny niggas die?
Nope, it's the city where the skinny niggas
.45 semi on the side, when they drive, yeah
a shot for Big Pop and 'Pac, yeah
One more for Shyne inside, yeah
Two more for Cam, for taking the Roc
Yeah, yeah, it's my
So, okay, okay, okay, y'all can't fuck me, no way
Jose or Camacho
Tech blows and watch yo' chest close and
Motherfucker I'm the best, I told before
I should before, ey!

[Chorus: Santana]
I stood watching the wall, in the zone, hand 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, from a thick in sandles
Watching Shaft, math

I'm on the of Chicago, lookin' 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 must clown, I'm from Harlem,
Where we flash money, take your bitch and ask you, what
flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckin'
Swallow my kids, go and kiss cousin
Yes, they kissing cousins, toys kissing
Worst then that, they go home and they husband
That disgusting
Keep the chickens clucking, keep the buggin'
This on my is nothing
To me it's yellow hearts and pink diamonds
Where I get the money for this? think rhymin'
You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Via Bolo ho, Ta-to

[Chorus: Juelz
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, flippin' the
Watching how the do it
I stood alone, getting dome, a thick chick in sandles
Shaft, clocking math