Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Shit

Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, shit

I understand why niggaz is mad at me
Sittin' around like, "Damn, that be me"
All the cars and the bitches, lavishly
But there's only one problem, y'all bad as me

Who could flip a record from a half a ki?
Then drop a album, do the math with me
Turn right and go platinum, that would be
Fuck it, I count, why don't you tell me the amount?

you gossip like groupies, notice please
I go broke my name got two G's
J I two G A, I that
Up on the and be on the next day

I be right there when your blow out
I was there when your lights when on and you lights go out
I'm right there with the same ice to light up house
Just bright to see the gun 'fo I wipe you out

I'm the stuff niggas about, Jigga's a legend
J-Hova, end of the session, with me now

Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangsta, gangsta

Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, shit
Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, gangsta

We live the 718
Got my chick in DMV at this second runnin' your plate
Two knocks on your door, one gun in face
Two of C-4, I put one in your safe

Place the safe in the bath tub, I got one
You better hope this don't catch fire
You so soft, no mask, no rope, one and I
Let this run around untie, I swear to God

You the type that talk loud, but nigga's white cloud
Soft as a bottom, you know Jay-Z spot him
I haven't heard him in a while and you how come?
His faggot's in the corner dialing 911

the phone, get a grip, dog, you 'posed to be tough
What you tellin' the cops, huh, I'm takin' your and drugs?
In the underworld we take of beef ourself
And another thing yo, we ourself

Either you the codes or don't sell cocaine
This life swallow you whole, so get out the game
Go to every Sunday, nigga, and pray hard
And drug dealer, hehe, don't quit day job
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Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangsta, shit
Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangsta, gangsta

Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangsta shit

Nigga who pop guns and rap jewels
Meanwhile burning in hell,
We the of attention
Show me love for my nigga blazin', my is made men

Gangsters, shit, get coke and boughs
Got hoes for every home and never fuck own
though the Feds got a sweatin' grip in the chrome
Commuter is disclosed, they tappin' the telephones

Dialin' a 213 now
Got ladies, slap a bitch up and send her down
Feelin' me, I put this hustle behind me
But every time I look away, hittin' me blindly

I'm lookin' for the light, baby, and it is
But soon as the nigga smilin', darker the gets
That's why we gangstas and y'all
Take two to the heart, Inc., world most

Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, shit?
We got the gangsta, shit

Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, shit