Luyện nghe bài hát Gangstas Make The World

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

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

Chorus: gangstas make the world go round, gangstas 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
Fuck the dumb shit, I run this, a whole life of
never had shit, but always had my pistol, bitch
187, make me whistle, bitch
I never know, for sho, this
Never die, bitch, never die, say a thang
in the chains, became the dope thang
Snortin some cane will make you do strange thangs
I don't why I idolize gangstas like tony montana,
Lucky luciano, cause they went out bangin
Gangstas machine gun kelly
in peace 2pac, aka makaveli
He run the chamber for danger, can't why these strangers
Wanna ride us killas, but they can't fuck when we hang em
Gangstas like kadofy, john gotti
Ain't fuckin with these snitches they got em for his shotty

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Uuuunnnngggghhhh! a young nigga hangin with the thugs
From the ghetto so a nigga learned to drugs,
From ozs, to keys,
Eye blood red shot nigga smokin dank
And to slap a bitch in a minute
Fiends better have my money, I mean every
Youngsta, kickin with the
Fuck school, tryin to a clucka
And moms, wish she had me
I'm a nigga on the block slangin candy
Ready to die for this shit
Takin penetentiary tryin to get rich
My role models frank nitti, scarface, and john
Real gangstas, that's bout it, it

Throw your guns up (tru!)
Cause I 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 turn your muthafuckin numb
And the pen, cause if I go to jail again
I pop a plea, and I'm free, in 5 to 10 (outee)
A talk shit so I banged and I step
notch upon my rep (killa)
Like the tape a nigga say fuck you hoes,
Now I'm bustas, into john does
I'm the with tru upon my back (c-murder)
A gangsta that's strapped so you can't
Ain't but killas on my team, (soldiers)
And I'm hangin with the shocker and the ice
Beware, my status is flawed, (crazy)
bangin and muthafuckas 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)
practice for my goddam sawed off
That's how we shit, in my town
Cause gangstas the muthafuckin world go round

[mr.
Round and you go,
Now tell me the realest muthafucka that you know
Black lucianio, hangin out the window
a fat pig and ? ferejano?
Winnin gun battles like
Say to my new friend, mr. mac-10,
With the grin, I can't pretend,
Who I be, the s-e-r-v aka 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, champ like tyson, world introducin
billy blast em up, I gives a fuck, all about my double up
Catchin bubble up, now I'm here to let you
you better give it up
Don't lay it down, make your world go round

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

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