Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta ****

Yeah, niggas all that gangsta shit
Acting like my money ain't no good in the
You know I mean?
Fucking blown off nigga, you know?

They, they talking that, that gangsta
They ain't about that man, of fact
Hand me my strap, me where they at
stop 'em from talking like that

They, they talking that, that gangsta
They ain't about man, matter of fact
Hand me my strap, me where they at
I'll stop 'em talking like that

I'm the talk to hit every barber and beauty salon
'Cause these other that rap ain't on the shit that I'm on
'Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 with a gat
Thirty-two shots in the clip, hollow in the Mack

But when I through, shh the talking stop
My money long now, I can make the get shot
Now, we can blow an talking bout the stones I rock
All the hoes I got, 'cause he stunts in the

Now, naw, you love the kids, 50 on killa shit
That been the bad man, bitchy as guerrilla shit
I'm marking my music like on the block
So if you with me you eat and you gon' starve if you not

smokers love me like they love Buddha
I'll send your through the shooter
Crip niggas love me like love Hoova
They tell me see good

'Cause niggas see like you
ain't used to a G like you, bam

They, they talking that, gangsta shit
They ain't that man, matter of fact
me my strap, show me where they at
I'll 'em from talking like that

They, talking that, that gangsta shit
They ain't that man, matter of fact
me my strap, show me where they at
I'll 'em from talking like that

You think you a but we gonna just pay 'em a visit
Put the in the barrel so nobody hear it
I keep a holster on my shoulder like I'm John
these niggas lights out like Lebron James

Holla my name, a reason to see you bleeding
you feel these hollow tips, nigga, then we eating
Full of anger until no more bullets in the chamber
Ain't like when you get popped and don't know who to blame

A nigga told me, "Do dirt all by your lonely"
So I go hit niggas 'fore 50 couldn't even hold me
I'm waiting, anticipating to put a under
Smoking like we Jamaicans fucking with this ganja

Ride with no hesitation, retaliation is a
Bad as I want to, some shit I don't discuss
So point him out and how I knock him off
Everywhere you bitches go, I got a nigga watching

They, they talking that, that gangsta
They ain't that man, matter of fact
Hand me my strap, me where they at
stop 'em from talking like that

They, they talking that, that gangsta
They ain't about that man, matter of
Hand me my strap, me where they at
stop 'em from talking like that

Come on,
I ain't to make no friends, just cut the checks
I got a pump that'll put your stupid ass up in steps
Begging niggas don't though
Probably 'cause my hand glow when I'm anticipating the

Lean out my bucket for niggas thinking Rambo
You get one warning so I you let your man know
These rap portray to be tough, nobody acting soft
'Til they laid out in the hospital, applesauce

Usually for yapping off and apologetic
Waving a white flag, the danger might have
My niggas buying so ammo if you reach in the couch
For change, you'll probably feel on the handle

Holding to get your bandages and broke bones
So I suggest you get alarm in both homes
There's one team on top, we number one with a glock
Don't fuck around and get dumb ass shot

They, they talking that, gangsta shit
ain't about that man, matter of fact
Hand me my strap, show me where at
I'll stop 'em talking like that

They, they talking that, gangsta shit
They ain't about that man, matter of
Hand me my strap, me where they at
I'll stop 'em from talking like