Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

We represent it to the
Keep it mang
You know them niggas from the
Do them thangs
Hoes love it when I up in my big ol' truck
smokin good
With crocodile touchin they butt
it what'chu want
I do it with the
Spit it how I it
Fat Boy, he
what'cha say
My squad play
My hood Viagra
you hard all day
Don't about it, be
About it a G
I pop it a Ruger

Ya girlfriend it
She tell me I see her
She hate'chu you hate me
I rock it like
Back and forth, up and
Harder, and
She hit me on my cell-phone, and beeper
A regular nigga with money on my mind
A street hustla
on the grind
See me ya see me
Never know when I be up
Four-door, foreign, or big rims on truck
That's me the clouds comin out the roof
On the or in the booth, yo
Hustle!
T.I.P!
go!
Ohhh!
Aye
it what'chu want
I it to ya real
Spit it how I it pimp
It is it is
They can't kick it I kick it
ain't live how I live
Ain't just another run of the mill with a deal
push my buttons?
Tryin'a my limits?
in shoot-outs
But thanks to my vest, I'm
All these so villains
Who act women
make me sick
Don't make me this
desert and elope yo slip
Un-load clip
the gun go "click! "
Niggas try Tip
I'm a do him this
a picture, draw a Chopper

And his clique
Send some niggas to ya
didn't invite
Do thangs to ya wife
That'll damage ya
I don't you can imagine
What that's bout to be
of bitchin all the time
Ya should be tryin to do
Put a in ya mug
Make ya in ya shorts
Have ya mama at the
Cryin, kissin ya
Yeah, I the ice is shining
I'm a glisten, of
And y'all still whining
Like bitches and whores
I ain't stop grindin
Until I see my pitch and
No, I'm a be than you
My pops was richer yours
It's
I know y'all niggas me dead
But I keep it pimpin
Get this shit in ya
Call it want
Well, I'm up in a big ol' truck
I looked in my rear-view, I saw a big ol' (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 in a couple of days
I hit the mall for and couple of Jay's
And jack!
Cause you will a couple of strays
me, Ball, and T.I.
Pack a of K's
Cause we some
And you a motherfuckin
Get out-of-line and I'm a have to shank ya
Cause I'm "Trill" a "Pocket Full of Stones"
You know I'm ridin
on my Sprint phone
My dubbed two-tone
I'm sittin on
down in Texas
We roll twens
And we, bang (Bang Screw)
And sip purple
Nigga, we straight from the
You too commercial,
Call it what'chu