Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta ****

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

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

They, talking that, that gangsta shit
They ain't that 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 that rap ain't on the shit that I'm on
50 this, 50 that, 50 stay with a gat
Thirty-two shots in the clip, 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 bout the stones I
All the hoes I got, 'cause he in the drop

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A told me, "Do your 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 some Jamaicans fucking with this

Ride no hesitation, retaliation is a must
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 nigga watching

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

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

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

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

for yapping off and turn apologetic
Waving a white flag, the they might have
My niggas buying so much ammo if you in the couch
For loose change, you'll feel on the handle

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

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

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