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 from us,
trust us
If you about it
We made you can touch us
You bustas will want in a sec
We everything wet
Don't give a fuck about you said
It's off the rilla my
Contracts, dope pillas, it's all about the
George Washington to Ben Franklin
I'm with my motherfuckin bankin
If you thinkin I'm fuckin wit top ranker
And a
You a heavy drinker and serve ya
Bitch
Getcha getcha getcha gettin nigga
Strap up, and do what you gotta do
I know you know, it's all on you
Watch me I'm and don't play by the rules
I it's do or die nigga
And I'mma do it I die, 'cause I'm a rida
That coc girl, I tried her
I can't deny her, 'cause I like fire
Black is the shit
U.P.T. it bitch, it's the gangsta cliq

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

[B.G.]
respect me for the chaos and beef a represent
Be full of that and full tent
I'm serving coc by the bird
My shit water without 7 g's bout a bird
Play hard and get that
You know for sure that you
I bring noise, hanging out with big toys
I give props to my
What you on your tombstone
pathetic boy, oh it's on in the dirty south
You can't afford your dome in his own
Hang up and bitch you fuckin a hot boy
Of the 13th, the street 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 a stummer
The think I'm done
I'm second to
Get of them blunts
My cliq got glocs and macks beams on em
The big man got with my team on em
You get it, I'll get with em and em
Yeah, I did em, we em, I'mma go uptown and rum em

w/ variations

[B.G.]
Bitch me, my whole nigga
Get fake frown out your mouth or get pound nigga
I'm a
I hunt down quietly
I smash a on my knee and pass out
A young spank ya off the top
you to hang the crop without all props
Do you hear
That nigga is a
One me, twos I use, you lose
I hang wit
We feel now
You ain't
to get wit me, you see me
No can do it
wit me on the streets, man no nigga can do it
I get low a dirty
Off ya head, ol dirty
All my anger, put it in the Benz
Till tanger
I'mma switin hanger
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 bust back, you better ask out
leave you flat, when the bullets start grasp

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