Luyện nghe bài hát Gangster

[Verse 1:
There must've been something about my upbringing
That got me so much trouble at school and shit
Could've been the drugs at home, maybe I was just a kid
I soaked up everything that I could from the people 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 a normal life
And when I took that attitude to a new neighborhood I had to learn to
And respect from the kids 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 from the of the haves, and the have-nots took me in as kin
Outcast, poor white trash, and that's where I learned to make my
But I've always been a weirdo to my homie cause I to go be an entertainer
He was rock out his window
I was the rapper and my friend was a...

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

[Verse 2: A$AP
Danger, we pistol banging, another
in the Chevy, motherfucker, ride or die
Ridin' in the scraper low, it from side to side
If the paper low, his on his side, murder on his mind
21 and still he strives to stay alive
Feelin' paranoia, too pride to stay inside
Ain't no time to wait around, find the place to hide
Drop a chopper, lay you down, it's the way to God
Grandmama him "Son, you gotta pray to God"
Gamble with your life and then you pay the price
Place your bet and roll the die, thank the 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 what you gon' see
When the slow up, masks go on
Chevy slow up, that's what gon' be
Game so hot that a might 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 down, march nigga, step!
If I pop that I'm a pop me a chump
Leave a nigga slumped his chin in his chest
Bang, bang, bang, nigga, real G
Half of these rappers ain't like this
On behalf of the streets I live this
Nobody really why it is like this
When it to a buck, I'm a mathematician
Go and hit the block like a car
talkin' money, you ain't starvin', is ya?
You start to lose weight like they in ya
So go and idle down, my nigga, pardon a
Fuck and I'm a put a part 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...