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 smack that
Yeah, ohh, goin',
Yeah, yeah, up son?
Yo, I got this two nigga play me like

Nah, I got no bullets
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, older niggas to sleep
Make a strip naked, 'cuz he owed for a week

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

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

I went from grams into O's, pounds to
On the strip pimpin' hoes on Goldie shit
I'ma gangsta by destiny, OG's me
I earned my spot, my team elected me

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My was a gangsta

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

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

You couldn't her 'cuz she got it from her
She was a rider from jump, her died in the hands of a chump
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 some that be down in Alabama
twin hammers, screamin', "Life doesn't matter"
It's a vicious cycle, her game is pretendin' to you
Thinkin' you gettin' head, but she's just duckin' so can snipe you

from 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
thin', such a shame how this life has took her

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

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My daddy was a

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My daddy was a