Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Rap

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

{*music

Blood]
Six straight, six fo', L co's, it
Cause that's the Smith & West, nigga touch it
The people of the side for the
I to work for top, or make 'em work it

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

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

I]
Nigga, I buy new for war
A few shots, a broad, that you drop
I'ma 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 just hopped off the
wearin a platinum strapped 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 quicker space ships
Then shapeshift yo' facial "Matrix" like a
So face it, ain't nuttin to see
Ain't a nigga dead or alive who wit me
the Death Row chains out
My blow connect so hard your head blow
Now let's 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, pick the do' or the
Hoe you go if you ain't takin off ya clothes
All I really wanna do is stick a up in you
So fast, in a flash, then I gotta slash, Daz?
{*screech*} We the realist, kickin back, and real chillin
Don't floss, ooh you get tossed, we nigga
It ain't nuttin to (uh-huh)
Never slippin nigga, to the West then took it straight
"This a psycho gramma!" Fuck a hoe cous'
Took it, what it is, it was
Blood, nigga it is, what is was
My niggaz, nigga what it is
Fuck the rap game if you can't pay
Obsessed with the (West coast!), rack 'em shells
And we started off the motherfuckin multi-platinum
Biatch!

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

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