Luyện nghe bài hát Gangstas

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Got this fuckin' party
You cappin' and army
Gon' keep smugglin' in this shit
Niggas ain't rappin' what you say about rappin'
You get forever, my nigga, every day
you get fucked up nigga is where you lay
Time again I to tell you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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