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 streets 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 make the world go round, gangstas make the
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 me whistle, bitch
I never know, for sho, this
Never die, bitch, never die, say a damn
Canes in the chains, became the dope
Snortin some cane will make you do some strange
I don't know why I idolize gangstas tony montana,
Lucky luciano, probably cause they went out
Gangstas like machine gun
in peace 2pac, aka makaveli
He run the chamber for danger, can't understand why these
Wanna ride with us killas, but can't fuck when we hang em
Gangstas like kadofy, fuckin gotti
Ain't fuckin with these snitches cause they got em for his

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Uuuunnnngggghhhh! just a young hangin with the thugs
From the ghetto so a nigga to slang drugs,
ozs, to flip keys,
Eye blood red shot nigga smokin dank
And to slap a bitch in a minute
Fiends better my money, I mean every penny
Youngsta, with the hustlas
school, tryin to serve a clucka
And moms, she never 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 it, bout it

Throw muthafuckin guns up (tru!)
I represent gangsta day (uh-huh)
A to the t-a
Ain't lookin for no shit but if shit comes (what's up, up)
Ready to turn your 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 talk shit so I banged and I
notch upon my rep (killa)
Like the last tape a nigga say you hoes,
Now I'm bustas, into john does
I'm the nigga with tru my back (c-murder)
A that's strapped so you can't jack
nuthin but killas on my team, (soldiers)
And I'm hangin with the and the ice cream
Beware, my mental is flawed, (crazy)
bangin and muthafuckas get lost,
You got drama with muthafuckin tru click? (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Big worm, this nigga his wig split
him to the river, cut his head off (cut it)
Target practice for my sawed off
how we handle shit, in my town
Cause gangstas make the muthafuckin go round

[mr.
Round and you go,
Now me who's the realest muthafucka that you know
Black lucianio, hangin 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
you for your safe, with guns in your daughters face
Catchin chase for my case for murder, you ain't never of a
Nigga, with big like bison,
Unified, champ like tyson, world introducin
Young billy blast em up, I gives a fuck, all about my up
Catchin bubble up, now I'm here to let you
Bitch you better it up
lay it down, I'll make your world go round

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

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