Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Team

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

Gnaw on a dick motherfucker I'm a rip a gangsta skit
And blow your motherfuckin' ass an increment
I rip 'em vertical diagonal, I mean
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' a 12-gauge buckshot
Like Spice 1 I'm just a giggity-giggity
And keepin' a motherfuckin' 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 snatch your off your shoulders
Peel ya fuckin' cap, reads your brain the devil boy

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

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

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

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

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

only motherfuck the phony
I give your ass the blues Tony Toni Tone
Regulate in the 9-tre
This is payday, comin' from the with an A-K

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

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

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

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

Cop-killas killin' cops props
You gets love from the motherfuckin thug on the block
hard as a motherfuckin' barbell
Doin' it for my niggas in the S.C.

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

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

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

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

motherfuck 'em they better duck '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 trouble too

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

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

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

don't fuck around
So be a fool, get popped 8 times with the two
And the way we chillin'
I let my Ice do the fuckin 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 the fuck down with that bullshit

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

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

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

Murder fact the murder squad
Kill 'em and I rob, it's a murder job,
So let the caps keep peelin' on ass
Say murder show at 12 and nigga be late

'Cause me and Pac got yo back if the call
Ratta-a-tit-ta-tat, to fuck 'em up, y'all
South Central motherfuckin'
Niggas bail when we mob like we 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 love cop,
Me strangle, say me strong for the thrill butta-a-bye-bye

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

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

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

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