Luyện nghe bài hát Gangstas

No Soldiers
(Ugh)
DPGC,
(Ha, ha)
here, you got three crazy muthafuckas

In the same place at the time
(Yeah, P.)
You know this shit be off the hook
(It's gon' be the wildest shit you heard)
For my bitches down south, southern
(Representin', ya me)

From the cold, hard of the LBC
To a duet Mystikal and Master P
Real G's ship keys and shoot dice on their
And put pistols to the of their enemies
Old country ass nigga with a in the front
Be the same muthafucka that get your ass stomped

Underestimatin' hatin' got you knocked out
Tryin' to play my boy over, you was with hoe
South niggas bangin' off the shit that we write
Punk niggas get killed, straight on
No Limit ain't no gimmick, tragic you know
So be meddlin' with my boy and my hoe
Lay low, hit the floor, I'm

Yo P, take me to the streets, that's my heart is at
You make 'em say ugh, I 'em say beeyatch
we can flip the script and get grip
You got the crack, I got the bud
Mystikal, smack, you got the
Deep in that gangsta shit on a like that
You blast me, I blast you back,

We 'bout to jump off with some gangsta
Gangsta
We 'bout to hop off some gangsta shit
shit
Know what, we're 'bout to jump off with some gangsta
shit

We 'bout to off with some gangsta shit
shit
We 'bout to hop off with some shit
Gangsta
what, we're 'bout to jump off with some gangsta shit
Gangsta

Got this party poppin'
You and army braggin'
Gon' keep smugglin' in game shit
Niggas ain't what you say about gangsta rappin'
You get forever, my nigga, every day
Where you get fucked up nigga is you lay
again I tried to tell you

But you ain't heard what I say
Damn leather dog bombin', done made a
We made sound so
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Keep that gangsta banging up and down your hood
'Cuz real gangstas get down and to the bottom
Where y'all going, much, we'll see right through ya

out hustle ya, can't put up a fight 'cuz I out muscle ya
My really don't give a fuck, attitude got ya feelin'
I got there, nigga you ain't saying shit
I'm colder a brand new pair of Stan Smiths
than a whole box of green Altimos
But I got to your head off
And put bullet in your Girbauds

We to jump off with some gangsta shit
Gangsta
We 'bout to hop off with gangsta shit
Gangsta
Know what, we're 'bout to jump off some gangsta shit
shit

B O U T we it
Real gangstas live muthafuckin'
And where you from is how you
you be or you're at
Fool, watch your back for these gangstas in black from
Beach to New Orleans
From nigga in the hood to the penitentiary
to survive on these streets

Slangin' 'cuz the kids gotta eat
Put it in a car or a plane, Grey Hound or a
Sixty five when it came, eighty when it lay
I'm in love with miss mo mo, candy painted
Twenty skirt convertible, fuckin' polo
Bring the of your talk, I mean real gangstas don't talk
Free your mind and
Alive and your cheeks like Pras be

We 'bout to jump off with some shit
Gangsta
We 'bout to hop off with some shit
shit
Know what, we're 'bout to off with some gangsta shit
shit

We to jump off with some gangsta shit
shit
We 'bout to hop off with some shit
shit
Know what, we're 'bout to jump off with gangsta shit
Gangsta

We 'bout to jump off with some shit
shit
We to hop off with some gangsta shit
shit
Know what, we're 'bout to jump off with some gangsta
Gangsta
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