Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

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

Pitch the ball, I'ma smack that
Yeah, ohh, goin',
Yeah, yeah, what up
Yo, I got twenty 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 sixteen already hold a name in the
the fifth scream, rockin' older niggas to sleep
Make a fiend strip naked, 'cuz he owed for a

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

I use to peak from 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 life that he

I went from grams into O's, to bricks
On the strip pimpin' hoes on some shit
I'ma gangsta by destiny, selected me
I earned my spot, my whole team 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 chick ten in the bing
But 'less we time we see her do it again
She started out dudes that resembled her father
Mom knew schooled her, but the bitch didn't bother

You couldn't blame her she got it from her
She was a rider from jump, her pop's died in the 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 some scramblers that be down in
Packin' twin hammers, screamin', "Life matter"
It's a vicious cycle, her game is to like you
Thinkin' you head, but she's just duckin' so they can snipe you

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

Now raisin' Hell in the cell, no more his are hollerin'
You might suffer the 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