Luyện nghe bài hát Gangstas

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

In the same place at the time
(Yeah, P.)
You know shit gon' 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 with Mystikal and Master P
Real G's ship keys and shoot dice on knees
And put pistols to the mouths of their
Old country ass with a gold in the front
Be the muthafucka that get your bitch ass stomped

Underestimatin' hatin' got you out cold
Tryin' to play my boy over, you was with hoe
Them South bangin' off the shit that we write
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, that's my heart is at
You make 'em say ugh, I 'em say beeyatch
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 shit on a night like
You blast me, I blast you back,

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

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

Got fuckin' party poppin'
You cappin' and braggin'
Gon' smugglin' in this game shit
Niggas rappin' what you say about gangsta rappin'
You get forever, my nigga, every day
Where you get up nigga is where you lay
Time again I to tell you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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