Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

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

Pitch the ball, I'ma smack shit
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, three for five, we

Now I'm in too
sixteen already hold a name in the street
Makin' the scream, rockin' older niggas to sleep
Make a fiend strip naked, he owed for a week

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

Young and not givin' a
There ain't a nigga I ain't hit when I buck and left 'em shit outta
gangsta like my daddy was, hittin' number spots
Sendin' me to my room while he was pot

Still I use to peak from the door, couldn't believe I saw
Stacks of money on the bed and the
It wasn't long til' I did he did
I was an kid and got exposed to the life that he lived

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

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My was a gangsta

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

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

You blame her 'cuz she got it from her
She was a rider from jump, her pop's in the hands of a chump
Now she's mad at the world, no more daddy's little
Now she's rockin' bandanas, no more Temple girl

Now she be runnin' wit scramblers that be down in Alabama
Packin' twin hammers, screamin', "Life 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' from guns to
And pushin' from eight to eight
You I can't say her name, but she was a looker
Pretty thin', such a shame how life has took her

Now raisin' Hell 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 dead in a casket, it

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My was a gangsta

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My daddy was a