Luyện nghe bài hát Gangster

[Verse 1:
must've been something about my careless upbringing
That got me into so much trouble at school and
Could've been the drugs at home, maybe I was just a kid
I soaked up everything that I could from the that stayed at my house
Biker gangs, waking up to people that I didn't crashed out on my couch
Really didn't know at the time, that I didn't a normal life
And when I took attitude to a new neighborhood I had to learn to fight
And respect from the kids like me was minority
I guess it must've been that "I don't give a fuck about none of y'all" 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 to make my friends
But I've always been a to my homie cause I wanted to go be an entertainer
He was rock out his window
I was the rapper and my best was a...

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

2: A$AP Rocky]
Danger, we pistol banging, another
Rollin' in the Chevy, motherfucker, or die
Ridin' in the low, it shake from side to side
If the paper low, his burner on his side, murder on his
21 and still he strives to stay alive
Feelin' paranoia, too pride to stay inside
Ain't no time to wait around, find the safest place to
Drop a chopper, lay you down, it's the way to God
Grandmama tell him "Son, you gotta to God"
Gamble with your life and then you pay the price
your bet and roll the die, thank 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, world that's what you gon' see
When the cash slow up, go on
Chevy slow up, that's what it's be
so hot that a nigga might melt
OG stripes up under my
Do it by myself, I need no help
5-9 Hoover, nigga, hat to the
Big Henry, bitch else
Ten toes down, nigga, step!
If I pop trunk I'm a pop me a chump
Leave a nigga with his chin in his chest
Bang, bang, bang, nigga, G shit
Half of these rappers ain't live like
On behalf of the streets I like this
really knows why it is like this
When it to a buck, I'm a mathematician
Go and hit the block like a car
Niggas money, you ain't starvin', is ya?
You to lose weight like they pausing 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 apart the
Applaud a nigga, straight from the
Lord, my nigga, you know the don't stop, that's...