Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

Ollie ollie, oxen
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, up son?
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 already hold a name in the street
Makin' the fifth scream, older niggas to sleep
Make a fiend naked, 'cuz he owed for a week

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

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

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

I went from grams into O's, pounds to
On the strip pimpin' hoes on some Goldie
I'ma 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 be a gangsta
My daddy was a
(Yeah, unh, yo, unh)

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

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

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

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

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

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My was a gangsta

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My daddy was a