Luyện nghe bài hát Gangster

[Verse 1:
There must've been something my careless upbringing
That got me into so much trouble at school and
been the drugs at home, maybe I was just a foolish kid
I soaked up everything that I could from the that stayed at my house
Biker gangs, waking up to that I didn't know crashed out on my couch
Really didn't know at the time, that I didn't have a normal
And when I took that attitude to a new neighborhood I had to learn to
And respect from the like me was immediately minority
I guess it must've that "I don't give a fuck about none of y'all" shit that sorted me
Out the rest of the haves, and the have-nots took me in as kin
Outcast, poor white trash, and that's I learned to make my friends
But I've been a weirdo to my homie cause I wanted to go be an entertainer
He was rock out his window
I was the and my best friend was a...

[Hook:
Gangster, gangster,
Aye, what we gettin' into
Step into the ride, lookin' through the of a motherfuckin'
Gangster,
So, am I gonna risk my life, to
motherfuckin' right
When your best is a gangster

[Verse 2: Rocky]
Danger, we pistol banging, another
in the Chevy, motherfucker, ride or die
Ridin' in the scraper low, it shake from to side
If the paper low, his burner on his side, on his mind
21 and still he strives to stay alive
Feelin' paranoia, too much pride to inside
Ain't no to wait around, find the safest place to hide
Drop a chopper, lay you down, the fastest way to God
tell him "Son, you gotta pray to God"
Gamble with life and then you gotta pay the price
Place your bet and the die, thank the Lord and pray to Christ
'Cause you almost spent life livin' as a young motherfuckin'...

[Verse 3: Big
Ever in the eyes of a G?
Cold, cold that's what you gon' see
When the cash up, masks go on
Chevy slow up, that's what gon' be
Game so hot that a nigga melt
OG stripes up under my
Do it by myself, I don't no help
5-9 Hoover, nigga, hat to the
Big Henry, bitch else
Ten toes down, nigga, step!
If I pop that trunk I'm a pop me a
Leave a slumped with his chin in his chest
Bang, bang, bang, nigga, real G
of these rappers ain't live like this
On of the streets I live like this
Nobody really why it is like this
When it comes to a buck, I'm a
Go and hit the block a car collision
talkin' money, you ain't starvin', is ya?
You start to lose weight they pausing in ya
So go and idle down, my nigga, a nigga
Fuck around and I'm a put a in a nigga
Fuck around, I'm a pull the nigga
Applaud a nigga, straight from the
Lord, my nigga, you know the game stop, that's...