Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

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

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

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, older niggas to sleep
a fiend strip naked, 'cuz he owed for a week

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

and not givin' a fuck
There a nigga I ain't hit when I buck and left 'em shit outta luck
I'ma gangsta like my daddy was, hittin' spots
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 long til' I did what he did
I was an innocent kid and got exposed to the life he lived

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

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

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

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

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

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My daddy was a