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 it stands, one nation, under the
Dope game, with liberty and money for all. gangstas that is,
is...

Chorus: gangstas the world go round, gangstas 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
Fuck the 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, picture
Never die, bitch, never die, say a thang
in the chains, became the dope thang
Snortin some cane will you do some strange thangs
I don't know why I idolize gangstas tony montana,
Lucky luciano, probably cause they went out
Gangstas like gun kelly
in peace 2pac, aka makaveli
He run the for danger, can't understand why these strangers
Wanna with us killas, but they can't fuck when we hang em
Gangstas like kadofy, fuckin gotti
fuckin with these snitches cause they got em for his shotty

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

Throw muthafuckin guns up (tru!)
Cause I represent day (uh-huh)
A to the t-a
Ain't lookin for no shit but if shit (what's up, what's up)
Ready to your muthafuckin body numb
And fuck the pen, cause if I go to jail
I pop a plea, and I'm free, in 5 to 10 (outee)
A nigga shit so I banged and I step
Another upon my rep (killa)
Like the last tape a say fuck you hoes,
Now I'm turnin bustas, into john
I'm the nigga with tru upon my (c-murder)
A gangsta that's so you can't jack
Ain't nuthin but on my team, (soldiers)
And I'm hangin the shocker and the ice cream
Beware, my mental is flawed, (crazy)
Start and muthafuckas get lost,
You got drama with this tru click? (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Big worm, this need 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 make the world go round

[mr.
Round and you go,
Now tell me who's the realest muthafucka you know
Black lucianio, niggaz out the window
a fat pig and ? ferejano?
Winnin gun 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, with guns in daughters face
Catchin chase for my case for murder, you ain't never of a
Nigga, nuts big like bison,
Unified, gangstafied champ like tyson, world
Young blast em up, I gives a fuck, all about my double up
Catchin bubble up, now I'm to let you know
Bitch you give it up
Don't lay it down, make your world go round

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

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