Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

[Juelz
Oh, on, fuck with your boy
Santana, Heatmakers, where 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, tell 'em I sent ya
'em it's August, I'm "Gon' Til' November"
I need a couple birds, get a broad, 'em sent up
my bird, get my broad have her sent up (Please)
Call my niggaz, call my squad, have 'em up (Please)
I see a I'm likin'
See some getting money in a town I like it
I run up on them with the pound and it
it's my block now, all right kid?
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 and pitchin'
Yeah I'm sorry but is how I'm livin
And this is how I'm getting, how I get it
Hey!

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

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

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

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

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