Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

We represent it to the
Keep it gangsta
You know them from the dirty
Do gangsta thangs
Hoes it when I pull up in my big ol' truck
smokin good
With that crocodile they butt
it what'chu want
I do it with the
it how I live it
Fat Boy, he
Watch say
My don't play
My hood Viagra
Make you all day
Don't talk it, be
About it a G
I pop it a Ruger

Ya girlfriend it
She tell me I see her
She like you hate me
I rock it like
Back and forth, up and
Harder, and
She hit me on my cell-phone, e-mail and
A regular nigga makin money on my mind
A young street
Always on the
See me ya see me
Never know when I be up
Four-door, foreign, or big rims on American
That's me with the clouds comin out the
On the or in the booth, yo
Hustle!
T.I.P!
go!
Ohhh!
Aye
Call it what'chu
I give it to ya
Spit it how I it pimp
It is it is
They can't kick it where I it
They ain't live how I
Ain't just another run of the rapper with a deal
push my buttons?
Tryin'a my limits?
Been in
But to my vest, I'm livin
All these so called
Who act like
make me sick
Don't make me this
Fourty-fo' desert and yo slip
this clip
the gun go "click! "
Niggas try Tip
I'm a do him this
Paint a picture, draw a

And erase his
Send some niggas to ya
That'cha didn't
Do some to ya wife
That'll ya life
I don't think you can
that's bout to be like
Instead of all the time
Ya should be to do right
Put a in ya mug
Make ya in ya shorts
ya mama at the wake
Cryin, ya corpse
Yeah, I the ice is shining
I'm a glisten, of
And y'all still whining
Like bitches and whores
I ain't gon' stop
Until I see my and fork
No, I'm a be richer you
My pops was than yours
extradition
I y'all niggas wishin me dead
But I keep it pimpin
Get shit in ya head
Call it want
Well, I'm pullin up in a big ol'
I in my rear-view, I saw a big ol' butt (Daaamn!)
I'm like "Hey Ms. Parker, when you let me fuck!? "
She "When you put some 23's on ya truck"
So I flipped me a brick in a couple of
I hit the mall for and couple of Jay's
And jack!
Cause you will catch a of strays
me, Ball, and T.I.
Pack a of K's
Cause we gangstas
And you a wanksta
Get out-of-line and I'm a to come shank ya
Cause I'm "Trill" a "Pocket Full of Stones"
You know I'm dirty
on my Sprint phone
My paint dubbed
I'm sittin on
down in Texas
We roll twens
And we, bang (Bang Screw)
And sip that
Nigga, we straight from the
You too commercial,
it what'chu want