Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Shit

Uh-oh,
You how we do it
and Petey, baby

This here is 500
at 'em dogg

'Cuz I know I dreaming, I swear to God it sound like
Petey Pablo on that track with Lil Weezy, it up
it, put them things on the truck
What's the name of y'all jeweler, 'em freeze me up
Hating me kinky licks talking so
give these sons of bitches a reason to keep it talking
You want to, you ain't to squabble with us
I come to show with heat homes and run on your bus

I drink your water up, cool off, I'm with something
They leaving you crop stolen, an asshole heard it
Hip on purpose, Dre I did you told me
I been acting like I don't hear ya but that been working
Keep me a burner, poison that I in the morning
'Cuz I know that that's what's hold me down on this earth
A real trill nigga pull out and get debated
I keep waiting, I your name in the papers

They me young as Weezy
I'm gon' 'round up the whole
We gon burn bitch down to the ground
People understand you're fucking with some motherfucking soldiers

Petey
I'ma a nigga just like this
If you want it, boy, you can get it
You heard
It's Cash and that Carolina nigga

They call me gangsta, Weezy, Weezy
Lil junior, holla at ya nigga
I fuck and throw a bottle at you nigga
big pimp, I throw a model at you nigga
Squad-ad squad up throw up the at you niggaz
You can up I throw a hollow at you nigga
And I'm so high, no, I'm too
But a little on a few blocks

And I put a few on a few blocks
If you dirt, you feel the burst my fuse box
Oh lordy, nobody like me shortie
I hold Cash Money myself, it's me
Old cats to test, come see shortie
I got it all hot it in the I'll pop it
I riding in a where the top is in my pocket
That's young baby

Young as
I'm gon' 'round up the whole
We gon' burn this bitch to the ground
People understand that you're fucking some motherfucking soldiers

Petey
I'ma tell a nigga like this
If you it, boy, you sure can get it
You heard
It's Cash Money and Carolina nigga

You see young Wayne
Game is ashamed and they say he's a
He is crazy deranged, put them on his thing
Just like 80 to
So, when the sun hit it like baby or something
So, when I come the ladies praise me or something
Like, the man
If you be's where he be's you leaves with a tan

'Cuz he's 500 Degreez, I need a fan,
Cool me off, wipe me down, is back in town
With the back of my Caddy down
And the mack goes if you ask around
Put some hash in that that you pass around
Then I a pound by my ave with rounds
I'm a gangsta until put my casket down
You can ask around and tell you like me
There nobody like me, it's Weezy baby

Young as
I'm gon' 'round up the uptown
We gon' burn bitch down to the ground
People that you're fucking with some motherfucking soldiers

Crazy-ass
I'ma tell a nigga like this
If you it, boy, you sure can get it
You heard
Cash Money and that Carolina nigga

Aiiyo see this is right here is Young nigga
get it tangled and twisted
I'm in the studio now nigga
With my boy, my nigga Boo in bitch
My nigga hot boy ya'know what I mean
500 Degreez, they all riding ya boy, Fi-Fi
They gotta me
Birdman junior, number one my partner
You the name, bitch