Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Shit

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

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

[B.G.]
Nigga respect me for the chaos and a represent
Be full of dope and full tent
I'm serving coc by the whole
My shit ain't water 7 g's bout a bird
Play and get that serve
You know for that you heard
I bring noise, hanging out back big toys
I props to my world
you want on your tombstone
Your pathetic boy, oh it's on in the south
You afford hitting your dome in his own
Hang up and you fuckin with a hot boy
Of the 13th, down the of the U.P.T. it's B.G.
Record CMB
wanna come up and see
Da magnolia, the mel
CP3, I you, we're outlaws
You see me
I come without a
The drivers I'm done
I'm second to
Get full of them
My got glocs and macks with beams on em
The big man got jacket with my on em
You get it, I'll get with em and em
Yeah, I did em, we done em, I'mma go and rum em

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[B.G.]
Bitch me, my town nigga
Get that fake frown out mouth or get pound nigga
I'm a
I hunt niggas quietly
I smash a potatoe on my knee and out
A young gangsta ya off the top
Left you to hang the crop without all
Do you hear
That is a fool
One me, twos I use, you lose
Killas I 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 west hanger
Crack slanger, splitted
Aid gripper
I'm to deal wit cha, I can't forget cha
If you beefin, I'm creepin on ya
Watch your back 'cause, I'll put streetsweeper on ya
If you gonna back, you better ask out
I'll leave you flat, the bullets start grasp

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