Luyện nghe bài hát Gangstas

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

In the place at the same time
(Yeah, P.)
You know this shit gon' be off the
(It's be the wildest shit you ever heard)
For my bitches down south, hospitality
(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 knees
And put pistols to the mouths of their
Old ass nigga with a gold in the front
Be the muthafucka that get your bitch ass stomped

hatin' got you knocked out cold
Tryin' to play my boy over, you was your hoe
Them South niggas bangin' off the shit that we
Punk get killed, straight on sight
No Limit ain't no gimmick, 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 where my is at
You make 'em say ugh, I 'em say beeyatch
Together we can 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 to jump off with some gangsta shit
Gangsta
We 'bout to hop off with some shit
Gangsta
Know what, we're 'bout to off with some gangsta shit
shit

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

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

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

I'll out hustle ya, can't put up a fight I out muscle ya
My really don't give a fuck, attitude got ya uncomfortable
I got that there, nigga you saying shit
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 your

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

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

Slangin' dope 'cuz the kids 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, painted four
skirt with convertible, fuckin' polo
Bring the stylins of your talk, I mean real gangstas talk
your mind and refugee
Alive and turn your like Pras be

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

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

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