Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

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

Pitch the ball, I'ma smack 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
sixteen already hold a name in the street
Makin' the fifth scream, rockin' niggas to sleep
Make a fiend naked, 'cuz he owed for a week

Now the Squad's recognized, supplyin' connects with pies
Pumpin' pounds of weight, nigga exercise
Joe been over quarter five 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 and left 'em shit outta luck
I'ma gangsta my daddy was, hittin' number spots
Sendin' me to my room while he was pot

Still I use to peak from the door, believe 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 to the life that he lived

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

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My daddy was a

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

Here this chick doing ten in the bing
But we rhyme time 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 blame 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 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' hammers, screamin', "Life doesn't matter"
It's a vicious cycle, her is pretendin' to like you
you gettin' head, but she's just duckin' so they can snipe you

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

Now she's raisin' Hell in the cell, no more his are
You might 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 wanna be a
My daddy was a

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My daddy was a