Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Shit

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

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

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

Since you like groupies, notice please
I never go my name got two G's
J I two G A, I flip
Up on the platinum and be on the day

I be right there when your mics out
I was there when your lights on and when you lights 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 write 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, shit?
We got the gangsta, gangsta

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

Place the safe in the tub, I got one plyer
You hope this money 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 type that talk loud, but white cloud
Soft as a baby bottom, you know spot him
I heard him in a while and you know how come?
His little in the corner dialing 911

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

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

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

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

a 213 zone now
Got some ladies, slap a up and send her down
Feelin' me, I wanna put 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 nigga smilin', the night gets
That's why we and y'all players
Take two to the heart, Inc., world most

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