Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta ****

Yeah, niggas talking all that shit
Acting like my money no good in the hood
You what I mean?
Fucking blown off nigga, you know?

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

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

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

But I come through, shh the talking stop
My money long now, I can make the Pope get
Now, we can blow an hour talking the stones I rock
All the I got, 'cause he stunts in the drop

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 gon' eat and you gon' if you not

Weed love me like they love Buddha
I'll your kids through the shooter
Crip niggas love me like they love
tell me see careful good

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

They, they talking that, gangsta shit
They about that man, matter of fact
me my strap, show me where they at
I'll stop 'em from talking like

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

You think you a but we gonna just pay 'em a visit
Put the potato in the barrel so hear it
I keep a holster on my shoulder like I'm John
Shooting these niggas lights out like Lebron

Holla my name, a reason to see you bleeding
you feel these hollow tips, nigga, then we eating
Full of anger until there's no more bullets in the
nothing like when you get popped and don't know who to blame

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

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

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

They, they talking that, that gangsta
They ain't about man, matter of fact
me my strap, show me where they at
I'll stop 'em from 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 understand
Probably 'cause my hand glow when I'm the lambo

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

Usually for off and turn apologetic
Waving a white flag, the danger they might
My niggas buying so much if you reach in the couch
For loose change, you'll probably on the handle

sixteens to get your bandages and broke bones
So I you get alarm systems in both homes
only one team on top, we number one with a glock
Don't fuck and get your dumb ass shot

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

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