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, up son?
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 hold a in the street
Makin' the fifth scream, rockin' older niggas to
Make a strip naked, 'cuz he owed for a week

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

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

Still I use to peak the door, couldn't believe what I saw
Stacks of on the bed and the floor
It wasn't long til' I did 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 pimpin' hoes on some Goldie shit
I'ma by destiny, OG's selected me
I earned my spot, my team elected me

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My was a gangsta

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My daddy was a
(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 schooled her, but the bitch didn't bother

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

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

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

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

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My was a gangsta

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My daddy was a