Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Sh*T

Some of that uh, LTD Town Car
Some of that El Dorado funk, know 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, Mob and the Dungeon clique
Do you really wanna know about gangsta shit
Dirty South nigga we straight pimps

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

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

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

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

I'm tight, give a fuck, niggas know what's up
It's and Outkast in the back 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 to blast and dip off fast
With the Dungeon clique, just a lick
Now what you really wanna about some gangsta shit

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

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

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

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