Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Rap

I]
Yo, that untouchable gangsta Crooked in to I go
I'm from a 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 ya head, dumb dumb
Speak to ya O.G., that's where good game come from
Dogg it

{*music

[Kill
Six straight, six fo', L co's, it
Cause that's the & West, nigga don't touch it
The of the side for the urban
I to work for top, or make 'em work 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 alone roamin ya neighborhood at exhaust
High stylin and profilin, comin after me
(fuck y'all) In they face the technicality
(whattup dawg?) Let 'em the battle, it was a tragedy
(hell yeah) On site a die for the salary (boo-ya!)
We the gang and we walk like we and we stalk
and we do what we do after (yeah!)

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

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

Innie, minnie, mini, mo, the do' or the flo'
Hoe you gotta go if you ain't off ya clothes
All I really wanna do is a dick up in you
So fast, in a flash, then I gotta slash, whattup
{*screech*} We the realist, back, and feelin real chillin
floss, ooh you get tossed, we dumb nigga
It nuttin to applaud (uh-huh)
slippin dick nigga, to the West then took it straight
"This kid's a psycho gramma!" Fuck a hoe
Took it, what it is, it was
Blood, nigga what it is, is was
My niggaz, California nigga it is
the rap game if you can't pay mayne
Obsessed with the West (West coast!), 'em shells
And we started off the multi-platinum sales
Biatch!

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

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