Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Sh*T

Some of uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car
of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about
Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out,
You know we keep it crunk around here, style
Getting head on the highways yeah, but this I wanna know

Do you really wanna know some gangsta shit
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the clique
Do you really wanna know about gangsta shit
South nigga we straight gangsta pimps

O-U-T-K-A-S-T, O-N-P, O-D-I-E, so fresh so clean
Back with Stankonia, Family-ee
Pearl Cadillac on dics and vogues, flip flops, t-shirts and
It's the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my
Stank, stank you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street
Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and is C B-O-N-E
If you need some back-up your own
Ya girl gonna you grief at home
Just tell her these wanna be on the same team that she's laying on

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the clique
Do you really wanna know about some shit
Dirty nigga we straight gangsta pimps

Dope boys in the like to stack the dough
When come around can't let it go
When my funds turn legit I'm let you know
Ridin real good down Old National
It's trappable, two bed, Jacuzzi bath, it's
Puttin cheese in ya stash, un-taxable get mad
Steady watching myself, got in my back
Don't take no slack, when you the trap
If you out, gotta get it right back
I by day boy, rap by night
C-Bone in bitch, College Park trump tight

Do you really wanna about some gangsta shit
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the clique
Do you really know about some gangsta shit
Dirty South nigga we gangsta pimps

I'm pimp tight, a fuck, niggas know what's up
It's T-Mo and Outkast in the back of my
We gotta simple little problem we got to solve
It like it ain't the money, we got to handle the job
No colors or rags, guns and masks
We not scared to blast and dip off
With the Dungeon clique, pulled a lick
Now what you really wanna know some gangsta shit

Do you really wanna about some gangsta shit
Outkast, Mob and the Dungeon clique
Do you wanna know about some gangsta shit
South nigga we straight gangsta pimps

Back on the scene, a of green sitting on chrome and rubber bands
Paint looking like Candyland, it's Slimm the Paw triggerman
Flippin work and whippin weight, up, roll and get the papes
Chop hoez and then you skate, back to the block wit the deflate
Grams the O's, slabes to one's da flake
A young holdin big face foldin
Pimps are known for runaways
A good hustler's to keep his gun away
nigga run up and try to jack mine
First nigga fuck up to get flat
still stainless Coupe and Verts brainless
Y'all wanna fuck wit me, the trunk be at bangin
Of the danling, y'all know that I'm from C.P

Do you really know about some gangsta shit
Outkast, Mob and the Dungeon clique
Do you really wanna about some gangsta shit
Dirty South nigga we gangsta pimps

Outkast wit a K, yeah niggas are hard
Harder than a trying to impress God
We'll pull whole deck, fuck pulling your card
And still my guitar and take a walk in the park
Any play the melody the street ever heard
Now bitches sucking on my nouns and I'm eating verbs
Get full, and niggas,
Pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat,
As if pitbulls went out of style, a vow to myself
If it's for the I'll stop well put I like this
It's like me selling some dope because my wants to shop
reason, whatever the season, hey winter, spring, summer or fall
I dont stall, slow wit your brain against the wall
Yeah, nigga naw, we lean to the side fall
All y'all fuck boys, tuck toys inside your
Just to pull it out, point it at the ground and make a nigga dance
Now what that be for, on that reefer and on that 2Pac
In of them oooh wops, trying to show out, that's the ho route
Talking loud talking bout gangsta shit