Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Sh*T

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

Do you really wanna know about gangsta shit
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the clique
Do you really know about some gangsta 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
Back with Stankonia, Family-ee
Pearl Cadillac on and vogues, flip flops, t-shirts and Dickies
It's the return of Billy Ocean, Cuervo is my
Stank, stank means you got the funkiest, dopest on the street
Three G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and is C B-O-N-E
If you need back-up find your own
Ya girl gonna give you at home
Just her these hoes 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 South we straight gangsta pimps

Dope in the trap like to stack the dough
When come around can't let it go
When my funds turn I'm gonna let you know
Ridin rims good down Old National
It's trappable, two bed, Jacuzzi bath, it's
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 this bitch, College trump tight

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

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

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

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

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

Outkast wit a K, yeah them niggas are
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 the sweetest melody the street ever heard
Now sucking on my nouns 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 like
It's like me selling some dope because my wants to shop
Wrong reason, whatever the season, hey winter, spring, summer or
I dont stall, slow wit your brain against the wall
Yeah, nigga naw, we lean to the don't fall
All y'all fuck boys, tuck inside your pants
Just to it out, point 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 bout that's gangsta shit