Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta ****

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

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

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

I'm the talk to hit every barber shop and salon
'Cause other niggas 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 come through, shh the stop
My money long now, I can the Pope get shot
Now, we can blow an hour 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
been mobbed the bad man, bitchy as guerrilla shit
I'm marking my music like diesel on the
So if you me you gon' eat and you gon' starve if you not

Weed smokers me like they love Buddha
send your kids through the shooter
Crip love me like they love Hoova
They tell me see good

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

They, talking that, 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, talking that, 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

Come on,
I ain't to make no friends, just cut the checks
I got a long 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 they
You get one warning so I suggest you let man know
These rap niggas portray to be tough, nobody acting
they laid out in the hospital, eating applesauce

Usually for yapping off and 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 feel on the handle

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

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

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