Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta ****

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

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

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

I'm the talk to hit barber shop and beauty salon
'Cause these other niggas that rap ain't on the that I'm on
'Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 stay a gat
Thirty-two shots in the clip, 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 blow an hour talking the stones I rock
All the hoes I got, 'cause he stunts in the

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

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

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

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

You think you a killer but we 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 these niggas lights out like Lebron

Holla my name, gimme a to see you bleeding
After you these hollow tips, nigga, then we eating
Full of anger until there's no more bullets in the
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 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 to, some shit 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, talking that, that gangsta shit
They ain't that man, matter of fact
me my strap, show me where they at
I'll stop 'em talking like that

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

on, nigga
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 niggas don't though
Probably my hand 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 to be tough, nobody acting soft
'Til they out in the hospital, eating applesauce

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

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

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

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