Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Shit

[B.G.]
Nigga respect my cliq, us chaos
Once it's on, nigga you duck us
Motherfuckers, if you score us,
Don't us
If you about it
We made niggaz you can us
You will want cliq in a sec
We need wet
Don't give a fuck about you said
off the rilla my nigga
Contracts, pillas, it's all about the skrillas
From Washington to Ben Franklin
I'm spankin with my bankin
If you thinkin I'm fuckin wit top ranker
And a
You a drinker and I'll serve ya
Bitch
Getcha getcha getcha cool nigga
Strap up, and do what you do nigga
I know you know, all on you nigga
Watch me I'm dirty and don't by the rules
I respect do or die nigga
And do it till I die, 'cause I'm a rida
coc that girl, I tried her
I deny her, 'cause I like that fire
Black is the shit
U.P.T. respect it bitch, it's the cliq

Nigga who bout some gangsta gangsta
Da magnolia some gangsta gangsta shit
Nigga who some gangsta gangsta shit
That mel be bout some gangsta shit
Nigga who bout gangsta gangsta shit
That calio bout some gangsta shit
Nigga who bout gangsta gangsta shit
That same tom be bout that gangsta shit

[B.G.]
respect me for the chaos and beef a represent
Be full of that dope and tent
I'm serving coc by the whole
My shit ain't water without 7 g's a bird
hard and get that serve
You for sure that you heard
I bring noise, out back with big toys
I props to my world
What you want on tombstone
Your boy, oh it's on in the dirty south
You can't afford hitting dome in his own
up and bitch you fuckin with a hot boy
Of the 13th, the street of the U.P.T. it's B.G.
company CMB
Thugs come up and see
Da magnolia, the mel
CP3, I warned you, outlaws
You see me
I without a stummer
The drivers I'm done
I'm to none
Get full of blunts
My cliq got glocs and macks with on em
The big man got jacket my team on em
You get it, I'll get em and split em
Yeah, I did em, we em, I'mma go uptown and rum em

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[B.G.]
Bitch me, my whole nigga
Get that fake frown out your mouth or get pound
I'm a
I hunt niggas quietly
I smash a on my knee and pass out
A young gangsta ya off the top
Left you to hang the crop all props
Do you hear
That is a fool
One me, twos I use, you lose
I hang wit
We smart now
You ain't
to get wit me, you see me
No can do it
Fuck wit me on the streets, man no can do it
I get low down a
Off ya head, ol dirty
All my anger, put it in the Benz
elevated tanger
I'mma switin west
Crack slanger, neck
Aid gripper
I'm to deal wit cha, I can't forget cha
If you beefin, I'm creepin on ya
Watch back 'cause, I'll put that streetsweeper on ya
If you gonna bust back, you ask out
I'll you flat, when the bullets start grasp

w/ variations