Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

[Juelz
Oh, come on, fuck 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 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, 'em sent up
Call my bird, get my broad have her up (Please)
Call my niggaz, call my squad, have 'em up (Please)
I see a town I'm
See niggas getting money in a town I like it
I run up on them with the pound and it
Like it's my block now, all kid?
He me quite clear
Then that thing out, ranged out the side of his right ear
And I got to my business, back to my bitches
Back to the kitchen, that vision
Pop, I let that stuff sit in
Get hard, get rock, get to the and pitchin'
I'm sorry but this is how I'm livin
And is how I'm getting, fuck how I get it
Hey!

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

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

[Chorus: Juelz
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, 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, clocking

I'm on the of Chicago, lookin' for a bust down
And me put my two arms 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 Harlem, Uptown
Where we flash money, your bitch and ask you, what now?
Birds flip a dozen, is dicks they suckin'
Swallow my kids, go and they cousin
Yes, they kissing cousins, toys muppets
Worst then that, they go home and they husband
shit's 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 this? Don't rhymin'
You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho,

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