Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

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

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

Nah, I ain't got no
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, rockin' older to sleep
Make a fiend strip naked, he owed for a week

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

Young and not givin' a
There ain't a nigga I ain't hit when I buck and 'em shit outta luck
I'ma 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 long til' I did he did
I was an kid and got exposed to the life that he lived

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

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My was a gangsta

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

goes this chick doing ten in the bing
But 'less we rhyme we see her do it again
She started out dudes that resembled her father
Mom knew shoulda schooled her, but the bitch 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 more little girl
Now rockin' bandanas, no more Shirley 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 is pretendin' to like you
Thinkin' you gettin' head, but she's duckin' so they can snipe you

Movin' from state to state, everythin' from guns to trains
And pushin' packs from to eight
You know I can't say her name, but she was a
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 same fate if you repeat the
Sell drugs, use drugs, get 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 was a gangsta