Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Shit

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

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

Who flip a record company from a half a ki?
Then a gold album, do the math with me
Turn around and go platinum, that would be
Fuck it, I lost count, why you tell me the amount?

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

I be right when your mics blow out
I was there when your lights when on and when you go out
I'm right there with the same ice to light up your
bright enough 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, fuck me now

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

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

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

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

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

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

you follow the codes or don't sell cocaine
This life will you whole, so get out the game
Go to church 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, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, shit

Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangsta, gangsta
Who got the gangsta, gangsta
We got the gangstam gangsta

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

Gangsters, shit, get coke and boughs
Got hoes for every home and fuck they own
Even though the got a sweatin' grip in the chrome
Commuter case is disclosed, they the telephones

a 213 zone now
Got some ladies, slap a bitch up and send her
Feelin' me, I put this hustle behind me
But every time I look away, he's hittin' me

I'm for the light, baby, and here it is
But soon as the smilin', darker the night gets
why we gangstas and y'all players
Take two to the heart, Inc., most Murderous

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