Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Rap

I]
Yo, it's that untouchable Crooked in to I go
I'm a long lost tribe called "Fuck a Hoe"
through in a new Chevy, droppin game like it's too heavy
Well for you suckers the ceiling
A metaphor for over ya head, dumb
to ya double O.G., that's where good game come from
Dogg it

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[Kill
Six straight, six fo', L co's, it
Cause that's the & West, nigga don't touch it
The people of the for the urban
I like to work for top, or make 'em it

Dillinger]
Whattup?! I see my all in the cut
Layed back, actin a nut, waitin 'to
No remorse, as we bust, let you the dust
Let us do what we gotta do, fuckin it up
Let it be known, Daz rough to the bone
All roamin ya neighborhood at high exhaust
High stylin and profilin, niggaz comin me
(fuck y'all) In actuality face the technicality
(whattup dawg?) Let 'em feel the battle, it was a
(hell yeah) On site a nigga die for the (boo-ya!)
We the gang and we walk we talk and we stalk
and we do what we do after (yeah!)

[Chorus:
This is for the - gangsta rap
What all the hoes - gangsta rap
the hoppin six-fo's do - gangsta rap
You do what you want to - gangsta rap
Yeah, is for the ballers - gangsta rap
What all the hoes - gangsta rap
What the hoppin six-fo's do - rap
You could do what you want to - rap

I]
Nigga, I buy new for war
A few shots, a broad, make you drop
I'ma pop two cops or more
I'm too hot, come through wit two whores
Playin Tupac Shakur, gettin 'em socks the Law
Crooked I's the name, man boy just hopped off the train
wearin a platinum chain with thang
It's the U gang, it big
You like it, you and yo' kid get you and the whip, shit
Nigga, I spray clips, shots flop than space ships
shapeshift yo' facial "Matrix" like a facelift
So it, y'all ain't nuttin to see
Ain't a nigga dead or alive who wit me
Keep the Row chains out
My left blow so hard your head blow
Now blow brains out (uh-huh), just thought I had to warn ya
Don't come to Long Beach, Cali, off on ya owner, nigga

Innie, minnie, mini, mo, the do' or the flo'
Hoe you go if you ain't takin off ya clothes
All I really wanna do is a dick up in you
So fast, in a flash, then I slash, whattup Daz?
We the realist, kickin back, and feelin real chillin
Don't floss, ooh you get tossed, we dumb
It nuttin to applaud (uh-huh)
Never slippin dick nigga, to the then took it straight
"This kid's a gramma!" Fuck a hoe cous'
Took it, it is, what it was
Blood, nigga it is, what is was
My niggaz, California nigga it is
the rap game if you can't pay mayne
Obsessed with the West (West coast!), rack 'em
And we started off the motherfuckin multi-platinum
Biatch!

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Gangsta rap.. rap
Gangsta rap, rap, gangsta rap

I]
Yeah, 2 gangsta 4
Kurupt - kill Blood, Daz Dillinger, Crooked I,
.. Biatch! Uhh!