Luyện nghe bài hát Gangstafied

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(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 I wanna slang
So I can show off my gold chain, gold
Roll through the hood on gold thangs

Now World War 3 in them streets
gone never have enough police
Picture I relax, relate,
Like all my homies rest in peace

Disrespect this, put you in the mix, whopping out tec grip
Running through your click like busting on you like wish
Spinning head like the exorcist, that's a death kiss
Viscious, foaming at the mouth like rabies, no good
'Cause in my hood we was doing bad crack babies

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

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

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

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

Steady hanging on the block, product in my socks
Ready to rock, up shop 'cause 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 mama I wanna gang bang
Wearing that red and start lying
Toting 9's, even throwing up signs

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

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

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

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

Judging me while you do you jury
I put my on my bruh and we still 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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