Luyện nghe bài hát Gangstafied

We
(Yes you know, yes you know, yes you know)
We
(This is for the real gangstas)
We
(Yes you indeed)
We

Wasn't never no I wanna sing
It was mamma I slang
So I can show off my chain, gold ring
through the hood on them gold thangs

Now it's World War 3 in them
Ain't gone never have police
I relax, relate, release
Like this all my rest in peace

Disrespect this, put you in the mix, whopping out that tec
Running through your click like busting on you like death
Spinning your head like the exorcist, a death kiss
Viscious, foaming at the mouth rabies, ain't no good
'Cause in my we was doing bad like crack babies

(Scandalous)
Like Robin
(And dangerous)
that's how we living
Shiesty, like ganking the up out the church
Putting in spitting game on your Boo
when that rem and Hennessy got me hurt, I'm tru

Taking everything you got with that infrared dot on your
Down South got on lock, with that J L O C on cock
Gangstafied like them chain in the Pen
P H at your own risk fool to the tip
You'll be with the wind, playa

We
(Yes you know, yes you know, yes you know)
We
(This is for the tru gangstas)
We
(Yes you indeed)
We

Time to chop some with the ballers
It ain't about slanging, keys flippin' ounces to quarters
the Task hit that mean time to throw ya rocks
My little partner got 25 for 2 rocks

My block be crazy, my pushing daisies
Never had a chance to see his unborn
Ain't that sad rolling in the Cadillac
4, 15 woofers bumping behind, I'm him in the back

Dead, who gives a damn 'cause when you gone, ain't no coming
To my homies dead and gone 2 stones, label me a thug like Pac
'Cause I done got the world hooked on ice
I these gangsta rocks, I'm slanging these tapes we banging

Steady hanging on the block, keep in my socks
Ready to rock, open up 'cause it all good
(All good)
Mr. Ice Cream Man or call me Mr. Rogers of the
I'm it rowdy, gangstafied

We
(Yes you know, yes you know, yes you know)
We
(This is for the tru gangstas)
We
(Yes you indeed)
We

It never no mama I wanna sing
here it's mama I wanna gang bang
Wearing that red and start lying
Toting those 9's, even throwing up

No peace, got live for, deceased
By the hands of 4-4
(Clack, clack)
Pull the hammer
(That the last)
Live fast and watch them die

You know I really wanna say is that don't car about soldiers
Falling asleep the wheel in the Range Rover
Can't the last time I was sober
(Whoop, whoop)
That's the Po Pos, watch those

The got some nerve 'bout the supposed
To protect and serve, my money and my herb
Every player on my team got a laser beam
Knock your off, steal your dream

Not first you sure, ain't nice serving fiends
Ain't what it seems, the south about
Big money, big and those big booties
I be that soldier you looking at

Judging me you do you jury duty
I put my on my bruh and we still live
'Cause No limit soldiers gangstafied

So, so, so

We
(Yes you know, yes you know, yes you know)
We
(This is for the tru gangstas)
We
(Yes you indeed)
We

We
(Yes you know, yes you know, yes you know)
We
(This is for the tru gangstas)
We
(Yes you indeed)
We

We
(Yes you know, yes you know, yes you know)
We
(This is for the tru gangstas)
We
(Yes you indeed)
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