Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

We represent it to the
Keep it gangsta
You know them niggas the dirty
Do them gangsta
Hoes love it when I up in my big ol' truck
smokin good
With that crocodile they butt
Call it what'chu
I do it with the
it how I live it
Fat Boy, he
Watch say
My squad don't
My like Viagra
you hard all day
Don't talk it, be
it like a G
I pop it a Ruger

Ya girlfriend it
She me when I see her
She hate'chu you hate me
I it like Aaliyah
Back and forth, up and
Harder, and
She hit me on my cell-phone, e-mail and
A nigga with makin money on my mind
A young hustla
on the grind
See me ya see me
know when I be pullin up
Four-door, foreign, or big on American truck
me with the clouds comin out the roof
On the or in the booth, yo
Hustle!
T.I.P!
go!
Ohhh!
Aye
Call it want
I it to ya real
Spit it how I live it
It is it is
They can't kick it where I it
They ain't live how I
Ain't another run of the mill rapper with a deal
Wanna push my
Tryin'a test my
Been in
But thanks to my vest, I'm
All so called villains
Who act like
Really me sick
make me stick this
Fourty-fo' desert and yo slip
Un-load this
the gun go "click! "
Niggas try Tip
I'm a do him this
Paint a picture, a Chopper

And his clique
Send some niggas to ya
That'cha didn't
Do thangs to ya wife
damage ya life
I don't you can imagine
What that's to be like
Instead of all the time
Ya should be tryin to do
Put a in ya mug
Make ya in ya shorts
ya mama at the wake
Cryin, kissin ya
Yeah, I know the ice is
I'm a glisten, of
And y'all niggas whining
some bitches and whores
I ain't gon' grindin
Until I see my and fork
No, I'm a be than you
My pops was richer than
extradition
I know y'all wishin me dead
But I keep it pimpin
Get this in ya head
Call it want
Well, I'm up in a big ol' truck
I in my rear-view, I saw a big ol' butt (Daaamn!)
I'm "Hey Ms. Parker, when you gon' 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 throw-backs and of Jay's
And jack!
Cause you will a couple of strays
me, Ball, and T.I.
Pack a of K's
we some gangstas
And you a motherfuckin
Get out-of-line and I'm a have to come ya
I'm "Trill" with' a "Pocket Full of Stones"
You know I'm ridin
Talkin' on my Sprint
My dubbed two-tone
I'm sittin on
Cause down in
We roll twens
And we, bang (Bang Screw)
And sip that
Nigga, we from the streets
You too commercial,
Call it want