Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Sh*T

Some of uh, LTD Lincoln Town Car
Some of 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, A-town
Getting head on the highways yeah, but this what I know

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

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

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

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

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

I'm tight, give a fuck, niggas know what's up
It's T-Mo and Outkast in the of my truck
We gotta simple little problem we got to solve
It like it about 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 know about some gangsta shit

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

Back on the scene, a sack of sitting on chrome and rubber bands
Paint looking like Candyland, Slimm the South Paw triggerman
Flippin work and whippin weight, rock up, roll and get the
Chop them hoez and then you skate, back to the block wit the
Grams the O's, slabes to whole da flake
A young holdin big face foldin
Pimps are known for runaways
A good hustler's to keep his gun away
First nigga run up and try to mine
First nigga up to get flat lined
Pack still stainless and Verts brainless
Y'all don't wanna fuck wit me, the be at bangin
Of the danling, y'all know that I'm from C.P

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

Outkast wit a K, yeah them are hard
Harder a nigga trying to impress God
We'll pull your're whole deck, fuck pulling your
And still take my and take a walk in the park
Any play the melody the street ever heard
Now bitches on my nouns and I'm eating their verbs
Get full, and niggas,
Pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat,
As if went out of style, made a vow to myself
If it's for the wealth I'll stop put I like this
It's like me selling some dope because my girlfriend wants to
Wrong reason, the season, hey winter, spring, summer or fall
I dont stall, slow drag wit brain against the wall
Yeah, nigga naw, we to the side don't fall
All y'all boys, tuck toys inside your pants
Just to pull it out, it at the ground and make a nigga wanna dance
Now what that be for, on that reefer and on that 2Pac
In front of them wops, trying to show out, that's the ho route
Talking loud talking bout that's shit