Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta N***a

[Lil
Holla at me nigga you it be Weezy "The Don"
I easy but hard to kill like Steven Segal
Its paper, pussy, and - pass love to the pimp
I'm clutching a M that tip for fucking with him
I'm stuck with the hustle, smuggling whatever for the
Tucking the metal don't play and get fucked if I let em
I gotta til I resign its Squad or die
And any try its homicide
We got glocks and stuff, got federal agents us
Got hitting glocks see us I love (?)
See I'm above any that you name
Hop up out the thang
With two flames "What you saying?"
I my thug thang daily
380 tucked under the of the S-Class
Shots rip chest fast
I'm a mother fucking man
Street fo sho
A Hot Boy - ok? Ya know

TQ]
We only gangsta shit
I drive a gangsta car
And street run this shit
We only like gangsta
If you wanna see shit
push me a lil too far
Cause street niggaz not quite
You gone to call the law

Niggaz keep stash in they ash
Round where I'm
Uptown and that Nolia we smoked chumps
to steal a nigga any time of the day
If his ass line we ain't standing all day
Pimp, play off top believe that dog
And plus we strapped ducking short of the law
I run with solid that'll ride for me
head Craig, Running Red and my nigga Big Ki
Shit I rap about - I'm one nigga that it
Coke, dope, guns, I live it
I'm only 19 and I'm down for
Just because a nigga rap dog get it twisted
I send shots quick through Jerseys and Filas
My finger get to flicking please believe I missing
Lil Turk +Young & know you niggaz know about me
Cash Money Hot Boy dog and watch me cock it
I'm a street

[B.G.]
If I rap about it I done lived it out
It shit I'm fantasying this shit I been 'bout
I'm a ghetto fucker, keep a K with a drum
Quick to do a nigga something, I give a fuck
I run the streets, all 12 of the year
And where I'm from you can't
If you ain't round here
I'm out to the fullest - call me B.G.
Someone you want to play with cause I'm H-O-T
Fire, burning, scorching,
You gone melt nigga that it was raining
Play the as you want - wined up in a trunk
You better before you do because you don't
I be bustin' heads, running from feds, duckin'
all day don't rest til I kill 'em all
I be thuggin' hard and you know I play it raw
Send ya to the
Cause I'm a mother street nigga

I had a profit out the other hood
I used to go by her house in the hours
Creeping, laying the
They had on the block but they knew I was cool
But on G.P. I used to keep me a two
Cause she know not a nigga think
Plus you now that if a nigga tryin' pull gank
That's though
Whodie just like I thought - was straight hatin' dog
Me I was 'bout war, I was impatient ya'll
I stopped by my peeps house chillin'
I stayed in my hood how I'm gone kill him
Now my girl say the been watching the house
So go and show the whodie what this drama about
I'ma do to him its gonna make his momma freak out
I'ma get him in or outside of his house
gone say "Lord, lil one died hard
Took it to the head five in the backyard"