Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

We it to the fullest
Keep it mang
You know them niggas from the
Do them thangs
Hoes love it when I pull up in my big ol'
They good
With that crocodile touchin butt
it what'chu want
I do it the best
it how I live it
Fat Boy, he
what'cha say
My don't play
My hood like
Make you all day
Don't about it, be
About it a G
I pop it like a

Ya love 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, e-mail and
A regular nigga with money on my mind
A young street
Always on the
See me ya see me
know when I be pullin up
Four-door, foreign, or big on American truck
That's me with the clouds 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 kick it where I kick it
They live how I live
Ain't just another run of the rapper with a deal
Wanna my buttons?
test my limits?
Been in
But to my vest, I'm livin
All these so villains
Who act like
Really make me
Don't me stick this
Fourty-fo' and elope yo slip
Un-load clip
the gun go "click! "
Niggas try Tip
I'm a do him like
a picture, draw a Chopper

And his clique
Send niggas to ya house
didn't invite
Do thangs to ya wife
damage ya life
I don't think you can
What bout to be like
Instead of bitchin all the
Ya be tryin to do right
Put a in ya mug
Make ya piss in ya
ya mama at the wake
Cryin, ya corpse
Yeah, I know the ice is
I'm a glisten, of
And y'all niggas whining
Like some bitches and
I ain't gon' 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 wishin me dead
But I keep it pimpin
Get this 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 "Hey Ms. Parker, when you gon' 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 for throw-backs and couple of Jay's
And jack!
Cause you catch a couple 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 I'm ridin dirty
on my Sprint phone
My paint dubbed
I'm sittin on
Cause down in
We roll twens
And we, Screw (Bang Screw)
And sip purple
Nigga, we from the streets
You too commercial,
Call it want