Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

Santana]
Oh, come on, fuck with boy
It's Santana, Heatmakers, we at?
Let me see you through
Killa, Jones,
man, I'm back at it

Today's a new day, got the up in the suitcase
Go uptown to Harlem, tell 'em I sent ya
Tell 'em August, I'm "Gon' Til' November"
I need a couple birds, get a broad, have 'em 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 in a town I like it
I run up on them the pound and light it
Like it's my block now, all right
He me quite clear
that thing banged out, ranged out the side of his right ear
And I got back to my business, to my bitches
Back to the kitchen, pyrex vision
Pop, I let that stuff sit in
Get hard, get rock, get to the block and
Yeah I'm sorry but this is how I'm
And is how I'm getting, fuck how I get it
Hey!

[Chorus: Santana]
I stood alone the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles
Listening to gangsta
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 where the skinny niggas die?
Nope, it's the city the skinny niggas ride
.45 semi on the side, twisting when drive, yeah
Lick a for Big Pop and 'Pac, yeah
One for Shyne locked inside, yeah
Two more for Cam, for taking the Roc
Yeah, yeah, it's my
So, okay, okay, okay, y'all can't with me, no way
or Hector Camacho
Tech blows and watch yo' chest close and
Motherfucker I'm the best, I told y'all
I should before, ey!

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

I'm on the of Chicago, lookin' for a bust down
And make me put my two up, Touchdown!
You stay in now, but when I tough down
I'm like shorty, you better "Duck Down"
Yeah I clown, I'm from Harlem, Uptown
Where we flash money, take your bitch and ask you, now?
Birds a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckin'
Swallow my kids, go and they cousin
Yes, kissing cousins, toys kissing muppets
Worst that, they go home and kiss they husband
That disgusting
Keep the chickens clucking, the pigeons buggin'
on my wrist is nothing
To me just yellow hearts and pink diamonds
Where I get the money for Don't think rhymin'
You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via ho, Ta-to

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