Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

Ollie ollie, oxen
one, two, three
Red light, green light, one, two,
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 ain't got no
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Top two for five, three for five, we

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

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

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

Still I use to peak from the door, couldn't what 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 went grams into O's, pounds to bricks
On the strip pimpin' hoes on some Goldie
I'ma gangsta by destiny, selected me
I earned my spot, my whole elected me

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My daddy was a

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

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

You couldn't blame her 'cuz she got it 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 bandanas, no more Shirley Temple girl

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

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

Now she's raisin' in the cell, no more his are hollerin'
You suffer the same fate if you repeat the followin'
drugs, use drugs, get caught 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 was a gangsta