Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

Ollie ollie, oxen
one, two, three
Red light, light, one, two, three
Yo, I pop six boxes, some scalezes, uh

Pitch the ball, I'ma smack that
Yeah, ohh, goin',
Yeah, yeah, what up
Yo, I got this twenty two play me like

Nah, I got no bullets
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Top two for five, for five, we rollin'

Now I'm in too
Only sixteen already a name in the street
Makin' the fifth scream, rockin' older niggas to
a fiend strip naked, 'cuz he owed for a week

Now the Squad's gettin' recognized, supplyin' with pies
Pumpin' of weight, nigga like exercise
Joe been over five with dope and homicide
Long before got knocked, until Madonna died

Young and not givin' a
There a nigga I ain't hit when I buck and left 'em shit outta luck
I'ma gangsta like my daddy was, number spots
Sendin' me to my while he was puffin' pot

Still I use to peak from the door, couldn't believe I saw
Stacks of on the bed and the floor
It wasn't long I did what he did
I was an innocent kid and got exposed to the that he lived

I from grams into O's, pounds to bricks
On the strip hoes on some Goldie shit
gangsta by destiny, OG's selected me
I earned my spot, my team elected me

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My daddy was a

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My was a gangsta
(Yeah, unh, yo, unh)

Here goes chick doing ten in the bing
But 'less we time we see her do it again
She started out fuckin' dudes that her father
Mom knew shoulda schooled her, but the bitch bother

You couldn't blame her she got it from her
She was a rider from jump, her pop's in the hands of a chump
Now she's mad at the world, no more daddy's girl
Now she's rockin' bandanas, no more Shirley girl

Now she be runnin' wit some scramblers be down in Alabama
Packin' twin hammers, screamin', "Life matter"
It's a cycle, her game is pretendin' to like you
Thinkin' you gettin' head, but she's just duckin' so can snipe you

Movin' from state to state, everythin' from guns to trains
And pushin' packs from eight to
You I can't say her name, but she was a looker
thin', such a shame how this life has took her

Now raisin' Hell in the cell, no more his are hollerin'
You might suffer the fate if you repeat the followin'
Sell drugs, use drugs, get up in the mix
End up locked up or in a casket, that's it

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My daddy was a

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My daddy was a