Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Team

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

on a dick motherfucker 'cause I'm a rip a gangsta skit
And blow your motherfuckin' ass into an
I rip 'em diagonal, I mean fucked
You show that ass and I'm a tear it up

Another G a glock givin' a fuck about a cop
I do my talkin' with a 12-gauge
Spice 1 I'm just a giggity-giggity gangsta
And a motherfuckin' slug up in the chamber

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

I told ya, a move for your gat
And I'ma split your fuckin' back, 6 ways with a
Havoc's in a mood to put a dick in the
Jeffrey Dahmer gets no love 'cause I'm the murder 1

You couldn't with the real shit
So you got ass whipped, with a lunatic, bitch
West Coast on a wreck, so the mainstream
You tuned into the team

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

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

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

Members only the phony
I your ass the blues like Tony Toni Tone
Regulate in the nigga
This is payday, from the mists with an A-K

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

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

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

Now these devils really 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 thug niggas on the block
Swingin' hard as a barbell
Doin' it for my niggas in the S.C.

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

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

Motherfucker, on and you should've known
I don't give a about ya from word say, "Yo"
I don't give a fuck about no more
You might Ice robbin' liquor stores

Before I checkin' a bank packin' a shank
back busters to maintain my street rank
Down the Cartel and 2Pac
The pigs want a nigga a scope on a rooftop

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

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

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

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

don't 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 fuckin cop killin',

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

I'll mack that ass, take cash
And no sleepin' when I do my creepin' on the bozos
Geyeah nigga, don't scheme
Down with the gangsta team

Now I'm 'bout to the motherfuckin' trigger
Comin' at 'em with no love is the [Incomprehensible] uh young
red rum 'cause I'm 187 proof
I'll kill these with my mask on fuck 'em gets my blast on

Nigga, offin' like a faucet
Mop they ass like some water, it's the motherfuckin'
G glock in my lap as I creep
With the motherfucker in the passenger seat

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

me and Pac got yo back if the homies call
Ratta-a-tit-ta-tat, to fuck 'em up, y'all
South Central Cartel
Niggas when we mob like we outta hell

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

G nut nut but the fuck got my D.J.
large with the neener to ya nuts
Motherfucker O.G. like Ice T. peep
Motherfucking Body Count 6 In The
The team

Yeah, I got to give it up 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

up motherfuckers?
It's from the 1-8-seneven and I'm here in ghetto heaven

Yeah folks, Russell Simmons
That's how we doin' shit on the West Coast
So, out for the gangsta team
187 G