Luyện nghe bài hát Gangstas Make The World

Master p: tru stand...
Silkk (master p echoing): raise right hand. repeat after me. i

Allegiance, to the of the united streets of a-fucking-merica. and
Not to be fucked with, for which it stands, one nation, the
Dope game, with liberty and money for all. that is, gangstas
is...

Chorus: gangstas make the world go round, make the world
Go round,
I know, I
Gangstas...round, gangstas..round, you know, you
Gangstas...round, gangstas...round, we know, we
Gangstas...round, gangstas...round.

Hah! I and die, so I'm a die by the 9
the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of crime
Ain't never had shit, but always had my pistol,
187, don't make me whistle,
I never know, for sho, this
die, bitch, never die, say a damn thang
Canes in the chains, became the dope
Snortin some cane will make you do strange thangs
I don't why I idolize gangstas like tony montana,
Lucky luciano, probably cause they went out
Gangstas like machine gun
Rest in peace 2pac, aka
He run the chamber for danger, understand why these strangers
Wanna ride with us killas, but they fuck when we hang em
Gangstas kadofy, john fuckin gotti
Ain't fuckin with these snitches they got em for his shotty

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Uuuunnnngggghhhh! just a young nigga hangin the thugs
the ghetto so a nigga learned to slang drugs,
From ozs, to keys,
Eye blood red shot nigga smokin weed
And quick to a bitch in a minute
Fiends better have my money, I mean penny
Youngsta, kickin the hustlas
school, tryin to serve a clucka
And moms, wish she had me
Cause I'm a nigga on the block slangin
Ready to die for this true
Takin penetentiary tryin to get rich
My role frank nitti, scarface, and john gotti
Real gangstas, that's it, bout it

Throw muthafuckin guns up (tru!)
I represent gangsta day (uh-huh)
A to the t-a
lookin for no shit but if shit comes (what's up, what's up)
Ready to your muthafuckin body numb
And fuck the pen, if I go to jail again
I pop a plea, and I'm free, in 5 to 10 (outee)
A nigga talk so I banged and I step
Another notch my rep (killa)
Like the last tape a nigga say you hoes,
Now I'm turnin bustas, into does
I'm the with tru upon my back (c-murder)
A gangsta strapped so you can't jack
Ain't nuthin but on my team, (soldiers)
And I'm hangin with the and the ice cream
Beware, my status is flawed, (crazy)
Start bangin and get lost,
You got drama this muthafuckin tru click? (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Big worm, this nigga his wig split
Take him to the river, cut his off (cut it)
Target practice for my sawed off
how we handle shit, in my town
Cause make the muthafuckin world go round

[mr.
and round you go,
Now tell me who's the realest muthafucka you know
lucianio, hangin niggaz out the window
Like a fat pig and ?
gun battles like geronimo
Say to my new friend, mr. mac-10,
the infrared grin, I can't pretend,
Who I be, the aka billy badgate
Jack you for your safe, guns in your daughters face
Catchin chase for my case for murder, you never heard of a
Nigga, nuts big like bison,
Unified, gangstafied champ like tyson, world
Young billy blast em up, I a fuck, all about my double up
Catchin bubble up, now I'm to let you know
Bitch you better it up
Don't lay it down, I'll make your world go

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Tru niggaz make the world go
Gangstas make the go round (repeat 2x)

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