Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta N***a

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

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

Niggaz keep they in they ash
where I'm from
Uptown and Nolia we sold smoked chumps
to steal a nigga any time of the day
If his ass line we ain't standing all day
Pimp, off top better believe that dog
And we stay strapped ducking short of the law
I run solid niggaz that'll ride for me
Shit head Craig, 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 for killing
Just a nigga rap dog don't get it twisted
I send shots quick through your Jerseys and
My get to flicking please believe I ain't missing
Lil +Young & Thuggin'+ know you niggaz know about me
Money Hot Boy play dog and watch me cock it
I'm a nigga

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

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