Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

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

Pitch the ball, I'ma that shit
Yeah, ohh, goin',
Yeah, yeah, what up
Yo, I got twenty two nigga 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 hold a in the street
Makin' the fifth scream, rockin' niggas to sleep
Make a strip naked, 'cuz he owed for a week

Now the gettin' recognized, supplyin' connects with pies
pounds of weight, nigga like exercise
Joe over quarter five with dope and homicide
Long before got knocked, until Madonna died

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

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

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

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My daddy was a

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

goes this chick doing ten in the bing
But 'less we rhyme we see her do it again
She out fuckin' dudes that resembled her father
Mom knew schooled her, but the bitch didn't bother

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

Now she be runnin' wit scramblers that be down in Alabama
Packin' hammers, screamin', "Life doesn't matter"
It's a vicious cycle, her game is to like you
Thinkin' you gettin' head, but she's just so they can snipe you

Movin' from state to state, runnin' everythin' guns to trains
And pushin' packs from to eight
You know I say her name, but she was a looker
Pretty thin', a shame how this life has took her

Now she's raisin' in the cell, no more his are hollerin'
You might suffer the same fate if you repeat the
drugs, use drugs, get caught up in the mix
End up up or dead in a casket, that's it

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My daddy was a

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My daddy was a