Luyện nghe bài hát Gangstafied

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My block be crazy, my homey pushing
Never had a chance to see his baby
Ain't that sad black 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 homies that dead and gone 2 stones, label me a thug Pac
'Cause I done got the world hooked on ice
I mean these rocks, I'm slanging these tapes we banging

Steady hanging on the block, product in my socks
Ready to rock, open up shop 'cause it all
(All good)
Mr. Ice Cream Man or call me Mr. of the neighborhood
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
Down here mama I wanna gang bang
Wearing that red and blue start
Toting those 9's, even throwing up

No peace, got nothing 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 they don't car about
Falling asleep behind the wheel in the Rover
remember the last time I was sober
(Whoop, whoop)
That's the Po Pos, watch those

The got nerve talking 'bout the supposed
To protect and serve, took my and my herb
Every player that on my team got a beam
Knock your head off, steal your

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

me while you do you jury duty
I put my hands on my and we still live
No limit soldiers 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)
We