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

never no mama I wanna sing
It was mamma I slang
So I can show off my gold chain, gold
Roll through the on them gold thangs

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

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

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

Taking everything you got that infrared dot on your knot
South Hustlers got on lock, with that J L O C on cock
Gangstafied like them chain in the Pen
P H at own risk 'cause fool to the tip
You'll be gone 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 some game with the ballers
It ain't about slanging, flippin' half ounces to quarters
When the Task hit that time to throw ya rocks
My little partner got 25 years for 2

My block be crazy, my homey pushing
had a chance to see his unborn baby
Ain't sad black rolling in the Cadillac
4, 15 woofers bumping behind, I'm hitting him in the

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

Steady hanging on the block, keep product in my
Ready to rock, open up shop it all good
(All good)
Mr. Ice Man or call me Mr. Rogers 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 lying
Toting those 9's, even up signs

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

You know I really wanna say is that don't car about soldiers
Falling behind the wheel in the Range Rover
Can't remember the last I was sober
(Whoop, whoop)
That's the Po Pos, gotta 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 head off, your dream

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

me while you do you jury duty
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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