Luyện nghe bài hát Gangstas Make The World

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

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

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

Throw your muthafuckin up (tru!)
Cause I represent day (uh-huh)
A to the t-a
Ain't 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 shit so I and I step
Another notch my rep (killa)
Like the last a nigga say fuck you hoes,
Now I'm turnin bustas, into does
I'm the nigga tru upon my back (c-murder)
A gangsta that's so you can't jack
Ain't but killas 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 nigga need his wig
Take him to the river, cut his off (cut it)
practice for my goddam sawed off
That's how we handle shit, in my
Cause gangstas the muthafuckin world go round

[mr.
and round you go,
Now tell me who's the 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 billy
Jack you for your safe, with in your daughters face
Catchin for my case for murder, you ain't never heard of a
Nigga, with nuts big bison,
Unified, gangstafied like tyson, world introducin
Young billy blast em up, I gives a fuck, all my double up
Catchin up, now I'm here to let you know
you better give it up
Don't lay it down, I'll make your go round

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

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