Luyện nghe bài hát Gangster

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

[Hook:
Gangster, gangster,
Aye, what we gettin' into
Step into the ride, through the eyes of a motherfuckin'
Gangster,
So, am I gonna my life, to ride?
You're right
When your friend is a gangster

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

[Verse 3: Big
Ever in the eyes of a G?
Cold, cold world that's you gon' see
When the cash slow up, go on
Chevy slow up, what it's gon' be
Game so hot that a nigga might
OG up under my belt
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 nigga with his chin in his chest
Bang, bang, bang, nigga, real G
Half of these rappers ain't like this
On of the streets I live like this
Nobody really knows why it is like
When it comes to a buck, I'm a
Go and hit the block a car collision
Niggas talkin' money, you starvin', is ya?
You start to lose weight like they in ya
So go and idle down, my nigga, a nigga
around and I'm a put a part in a nigga
Fuck around, I'm a pull the nigga
Applaud a nigga, straight the block
Lord, my nigga, you know the game stop, that's...