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 no mama I wanna sing
It was mamma I wanna
So I can off my gold chain, gold ring
Roll through the hood on them gold

Now it's War 3 in them streets
Ain't never have enough police
Picture I relax, relate,
Like this all my homies rest in

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

(Scandalous)
Like Givens
(And dangerous)
Dead how we living
Shiesty, ganking the offering up out the church
Putting in work spitting on your Boo
Like when rem and Hennessy got me hurt, I'm tru

Taking everything you got that infrared dot on your knot
Down South got on lock, with that J L O C on cock
Gangstafied them chain gangs in the Pen
P H at your own 'cause fool to the tip
be gone 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

to chop some game with the ballers
It ain't about slanging, flippin' half ounces to quarters
When the Task hit mean time to throw ya rocks
My little got 25 years for 2 rocks

My block be crazy, my pushing daisies
Never had a chance to see his baby
that sad black rolling in the Cadillac
4, 15 bumping behind, I'm hitting him in the back

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

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

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

It wasn't never no I wanna sing
Down here mama I wanna gang bang
Wearing that red and blue start
those 9's, even throwing up signs

No peace, got nothing for, deceased
By the of that 4-4
(Clack, clack)
Pull the back
(That the last)
Live fast and watch die slow

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

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

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

Judging me while you do you jury
I put my hands on my bruh and we still
'Cause No limit survive 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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