Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta ****

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

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

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

I'm the to hit every barber shop and beauty salon
'Cause other niggas that rap ain't on the shit that I'm on
'Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 stay a gat
shots in the clip, hollow tips in the Mack

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

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

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

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

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

They, talking that, that gangsta shit
They about that man, matter of fact
me my strap, show 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 so nobody hear it
I keep a holster on my shoulder like I'm John
Shooting niggas lights out like Lebron James

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

A nigga told me, "Do dirt all by your lonely"
So I go hit them niggas 'fore 50 even hold me
I'm waiting, anticipating to put a nigga
Smoking like we some Jamaicans fucking this ganja

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

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

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

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

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

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

Holding to get your bandages and broke bones
So I suggest you get systems 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, that shit
They ain't about that man, of fact
Hand me my strap, show me they at
I'll stop 'em from talking that

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 talking like that