Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

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

the ball, I'ma smack that shit
Yeah, ohh, goin',
Yeah, yeah, up son?
Yo, I got this twenty two nigga me like

Nah, I got no bullets
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Top two for five, for five, we rollin'

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

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

Young and not givin' a
There ain't a nigga I ain't hit when I buck and '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, couldn't 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 to the life that he lived

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

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
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' that resembled her father
Mom knew shoulda schooled her, but the bitch didn't

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 daddy's little
Now she's bandanas, no more Shirley Temple girl

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

Movin' from state to state, runnin' everythin' from guns to
And pushin' packs from to eight
You I can't say her name, but she was a looker
Pretty thin', such a how this life 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 be a gangsta
My daddy was a

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My was a gangsta