Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Shit

[B.G.]
Nigga gonna respect my cliq, us
Once it's on, nigga you duck us
Motherfuckers, if you from us,
Don't us
If you about it
We made niggaz you can us
You bustas will want in a sec
We need wet
Don't give a about what you said
off the rilla my nigga
Contracts, dope pillas, all about the skrillas
From George to Ben Franklin
I'm spankin with my bankin
If you thinkin I'm wit this top ranker
And a
You a heavy drinker and serve ya
Bitch
Getcha getcha gettin cool nigga
Strap up, and do you gotta do nigga
I know you know, all on you nigga
Watch me I'm dirty and don't play by the
I respect it's do or die
And I'mma do it till I die, 'cause I'm a
That coc girl, I tried her
I can't 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 shit
Da magnolia bout some gangsta shit
Nigga who bout gangsta gangsta shit
That mel be some gangsta gangsta shit
who bout some gangsta gangsta shit
That calio some gangsta gangsta shit
Nigga who bout gangsta gangsta shit
That same tom be that gangsta gangsta shit

[B.G.]
Nigga respect me for the chaos and beef a
Be full of that dope and tent
I'm serving coc by the bird
My shit ain't water without 7 g's a bird
hard and get that serve
You know for sure you heard
I bring noise, hanging out back with big
I give to my world
What you want on tombstone
Your boy, oh it's on in the dirty south
You can't afford 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 warned you, outlaws
You see me
I come a stummer
The drivers I'm done
I'm second to
Get full of blunts
My got glocs and macks with beams on em
The big man got jacket with my 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

w/ variations

[B.G.]
Bitch me, my town nigga
Get that fake out your mouth or get pound nigga
I'm a
I hunt niggas down
I smash a potatoe on my and pass out
A young spank ya off the top
Left you to the crop without all props
Do you hear
nigga is a fool
One with me, twos I use, you
Killas I wit
We smart 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 down a
Off with ya head, ol
All my anger, put it in the Benz
Till elevated
switin west hanger
Crack slanger, splitted
Aid gripper
I'm to deal wit cha, I can't forget cha
If you beefin, then I'm on ya
Watch your back 'cause, put that streetsweeper on ya
If you bust back, you better ask out
I'll leave you flat, when the bullets start

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