Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Shit

Yeah, niggas talkin' all gangsta shit
Acting like my ain't no good in the hood
You what I mean?
Fuckin' head blown off nigga, you

They, they talkin' that, that shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of fact me my strap
Show me where they at, stop 'em from talkin' like that

They, they talkin' that, that shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of hand me my strap
Show me where they at, stop 'em from talkin' like that

I'm the talk hit every barbershop and beauty salon
'Cause these other niggas that rap on the shit that I'm on
50 this, 50 that, 50 stay with a gat
Thirty-two shots in the clip, tips in the Mack

But when I come through, shh, the talkin'
My money long now, I can the Pope get shot
Now, we can an hour talkin' 'bout the stones I rock
All the I got, 'cause he stunts in the drop

Now, naw, you love the kids, 50 on that shit
That been the bad man, bitchy as guerrilla shit
I'm market my music diesel on the block
So if you with me you eat and you gon' starve if you not

Weed love me like they love Buddha
I'll send your through the shooter
Crip love me like they love Hoova
They tell me see careful good, 'cause wanna see like you
They ain't used to a G you, blam

They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about
Man, matter of hand me my strap
me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' like that

They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, ain't about that
Man, of fact hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' that

You think you a but we gon' just pay 'em a visit
Put the on the barrel so nobody hear it
I keep a holster on my like I'm John Wayne
these niggas lights out like Lebron James

Holla my name, gimme a to see you bleedin'
After you feel these hollow tips, nigga, we eatin'
Full of anger until there's no more bullets in the
nothin' like when you get popped and don't know who to blame a

Nigga told me, "Do your all by your lonely"
So I go hit them niggas 'fore 50 couldn't hold me
I'm waitin', to put a nigga under
Smokin' like we some Jamaicans fuckin' with this

Ride with no hesitation, is a must
Bad as I want to, some shit I just don't
So point him out and watch how I him off
Everywhere you bitches go, I got a nigga ya'll, motherfucker

They, talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of fact hand me my
me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' like that

They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they about that
Man, matter of hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' like

Come on, nigga, I ain't here to no friends, just cut the checks
I got a long pump that'll blow your ass up the steps
Beggin' niggas don't though
Probably 'cause my hand when I'm anticipatin' the lambo

Lean out my bucket for niggas thinkin' they
You get one warnin' so I you let your man know
rap niggas portray to be tough, nobody acting soft
'Til laid out in the hospital, eatin' apple sauce

Usually for off and turn apologetic
Waving a white flag, the they might have
My buyin' so much ammo
If you in the couch for loose change
You'll probably feel on the

Holdin' sixteens to get your and broke bones
So I suggest you get alarm in both homes
There's only one on top, we number one with a Glock
Fuck around and get your dumb ass

They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about
Man, matter of fact hand me my
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from like that

They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they about that
Man, of fact hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from like that