Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Team

Yo Russell Simmons, this is your commander in
Of West Coast operations, Havoc the Mouthpiece
My orders are to assemble a team of 6 of the West dopest rappers
I chosen Prodigy, Havoc the Rhyme Son, Spice motherfuckin' 1
2Pac, Eiht from Most Wanted and Ice-T
So let the gangsta begin

Gnaw on a dick motherfucker I'm a rip a gangsta skit
And your motherfuckin' ass into an increment
I rip 'em vertical diagonal, I mean
You that ass and I'm a physically tear it up

Another G with a glock a fuck about a cop
I do my talkin' with a buckshot
Like Spice 1 I'm a giggity-giggity gangsta
And keepin' a slug up in the chamber

I Don't Give a like 2Pac
I get a thrill when I see a cop drop
Squeeze yo motherfuckin' neck and snatch your head off shoulders
Peel ya fuckin' cap, your brain like the devil boy

I told ya, make a for your gat
And split your fuckin' back, 6 ways with a mack
Havoc's in a mood to put a in the dirt
Jeffrey Dahmer gets no 'cause I'm the murder 1 expert

You couldn't deal with the shit
So you got ass whipped, fuckin' with a lunatic,
West Coast on a wreck, so the mainstream
You tuned into the gangsta

I broke it down one for the gangsta flex
Snappin' necks as I wreck from the teks
You gets no love, you get a 9 in asshole
Droppin' it in the back the fuckin' with a damn pole

And that nigga Prod, he's a
I know the game bro and I could be a murderer
The hot shells melt yo ass G and the From the Crypt
Grabs yo ass like the

You got fucked up nigga you fucked up
The brain splat on the floor like some damn
West Coast they hoo-ride on ass
If you fast, you still get mortified

only motherfuck the phony
I give your ass the blues like Toni Tone
in the 9-tre nigga
This is payday, from the mists with an A-K

O.G. stand no G. from the S.C. with a glock in my hood
It don't stop 'til a drop
I don't drop but I bust hot slugs a drop top

Yeah, Rhyme Son and Prodeje, that's the way to motherfuckers
How the team is runnin', shit
Now it's time for the rest of you motherfuckin' gangstas to 'em
How we

Now I'm losin' it 'cause my died
Lookin' down the barrel of a 9 from the other
Never did read coppers from the episode
Finger on the motherfuckin' tek ready to let it go

Now these really fear me
I ya last year, nigga holla if ya hear me
And one-time can't with my 4-5
Do or die, high 'til I motherfuckin' die

Cop-killas killin' much props
You gets love from the motherfuckin thug niggas on the
Swingin' as a motherfuckin' barbell
it for my niggas in the S.C. Cartel

Run up on me and I'm blastin' ya
You can't fuck with the West Coast

Check check, check, who's next
The Cartel's in the house breakin' necks
And I'm the cop killa, now on y'all
When I used to pimp hoes, they called me Ice Gorilla

Motherfucker, it's on and you known
I don't give a fuck about ya from say, "Yo"
I don't give a fuck much no more
You might catch Ice robbin' stores

Before I checkin' a bank packin' a shank
Peelin' back to maintain my street rank
Down with the Cartel and
The pigs want a nigga with a on a rooftop

Punk motherfuck 'em they better 'em
When I'm out to kill, I'm quick to buck 'em
with the Eiht from C.M.W.
My nigga Spice 1 is causin' too

Yeah, so how you fight
We can either straight scrap or caps all night
On and on, I dawn and I'm on to stop to these G's
And we'll motherfuckin' break you, clean
You can't fuck with the team

It goes one for my niggas bow come the nigga
Fools get pushed to the street I'm in too deep
I'm buckin 'em down as they fall, I
And I'm stealin' fresh out the twat so the gangsta's pass

Just call me the big wolf
Snappin' motherfuckers the top of my roof
No need for help Eiht'll do the hangin'
with the gang so let me start bangin'

Niggas fuck around
So don't be a fool, get popped 8 times the two
And the way we chillin'
I let my nigga Ice do the cop killin', geyeah

I bang with the slang from the hub G
I'm killin 'em off 'em down you'll be R.I.P.
I guess that's the way your ass where you gets
Sorry clown needs to stay the fuck with that bullshit

I'll mack that ass, your cash
And no sleepin' I do my creepin' on the bozos fast
Geyeah nigga, fool don't
with the motherfuckin' gangsta team

Now I'm 'bout to pull the motherfuckin'
Comin' at 'em with no love is the [Incomprehensible] uh nigga
Drinkin' red rum 'cause I'm 187
kill these coppers with my mask on fuck 'em gets my blast on

Nigga, offin' motherfuckers like a
Mop they ass like some water, the motherfuckin' slaughter
G glock in my lap as I creep
With the dead in the passenger seat

Murder fact with the murder
Kill 'em and I rob, it's a job, nigga
So let the keep peelin' on they ass
Say show at 12 and nigga don't be late

'Cause me and Pac got yo back if the homies
Ratta-a-tit-ta-tat, quick to 'em up, y'all
South Central motherfuckin'
bail when we mob like we outta hell

I'm causin' havoc 'cause my nigga said it's on
So I'm a buck 'em and I'm a 'em with the shiny chrome
Kill cop, me cop, kill
Me strangle, say me strong for the thrill butta-a-bye-bye

G nut nuttin' nut but the got my D.J.
Extra large with the neener to ya
Motherfucker O.G. like Ice T. peep
Motherfucking Body Count 6 In The
The team

Yeah, I got to it up that was a job well motherfuckin' done
You motherfuckers came out and 'em how we do it
On the motherfuckin' West Coast with the gangsta
Let 'em know how we it, G. muthafuckin' nut

What's up
It's G-Nut from the 1-8-seneven and I'm here in heaven

Yeah folks, motherfuckin' Russell
That's how we doin' this on the West Coast
So, watch out for the gangsta
187 G