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

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

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

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

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

My be crazy, my homey pushing daisies
Never had a to see his unborn baby
Ain't that sad black in the Cadillac
4, 15 woofers behind, I'm hitting him in the back

Dead, who gives a damn 'cause when you gone, no coming back
To my homies that and gone 2 stones, label me a thug like Pac
'Cause I got the world hooked on ice cream
I mean these 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 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 wasn't never no mama I wanna
Down here it's I wanna gang bang
Wearing red and blue start lying
Toting those 9's, even up signs

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

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

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

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

Judging me you do you jury duty
I put my hands on my bruh and we live
'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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