Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Partna

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Who why we won't stop
It on and on and on....
Who why we won't stop
(nobody nobody make a sound)
It on and on and on....

Hey my partna got this way wit his
He told ya boy give me tha money right here til I'm done
And bomb
When we get ya we floss like stars
From buyin outfits to everybody at charles
We got them cars black range rover wit
Big beama amg kit with stars
Bro we
Like when everybody buck at tha
Them be screamin
don't wanna make them start
we say shhhh!
They be
we say jump,
They say
When I say get out my don't preach
They do it then
It ain't no mystery my know I'm gangsta as hell
Bustin raps but so I got some dank ta sell.
mo bails
Three mo blocks two mo
Ay everybody ridin and rims got chrome
All the cribs got gates and all the kids nikes
And ain't nobody girl trippin cause we'll cut of the

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hit tha club
Hate ta be a
This tha night we get it tight and see who clockin the
bailed in off them dangerous streets
Fresh off a 5 g's a piece
Me and my favorite gangsta did good this mornin
We get love from decatur cause we run point
It good bro runnin off wit all that dough
Man I had that lay it down feel it for sho
Suckas flexin n' flauntin they gonna buck what wanna
police look we ask em what tha fuck they want
We some school drop-outs wit high class jobs
Gettin weight from state
And tell em we got
jeans brand new ride pockets fat
3 level condos wit a hustle ta

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Boi time ta beat the sac man tha last one I'm burntthats why me and my
Gangsta partna,boots? be dirty from all the workthat we put got cut up
I stood in
We takin it back to 8's
Ya'll niggas thought we
I'm talkin that old school shit
the swats
Get so fiery from the club and
out ya crops
Nigga stop
Magic city right around the
And you the (? ? ? ? ? ) on the camps
And southernplayalistic
But I think I'm catch the crib
get up in the mornin and fix some breakfast for my kid
And I did boy sho as my is dwayne but it ain't
My gangsta partna some young bitches at tha skating rink
let them niggas smoke up the dank
He nigga what you thank
Your gangsta partna cake

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