Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Shit

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

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

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

Since you gossip like groupies, please
I never go 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 there when your blow out
I was there when lights when on and when you lights go out
I'm right there with the same ice to up your house
bright enough to see the gun 'fo I wipe you out

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

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

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

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

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

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

Either you follow the or don't sell cocaine
This life will swallow you whole, so get out the
Go to every Sunday, nigga, and pray hard
And drug dealer, hehe, quit your day job
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Who got the gangsta, gangsta
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 else pop guns and rap
burning in hell, child
We the of attention
Show me love for my nigga blazin', my is made men

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

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

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

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