Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsterous

(One baby...for all my G's, for all my G's uh...)

Pistol grip on my lap at all times
Still I got thump like the boy
Hold the block in my camouflage suit
Stomp when I walk and I'm all loot
Bling in my mouth but I can it out
Stepping up to me, people think about
and hard til they lose courage
Mad cause they beat up and malnourished
Picked up a star and she spunt two
at my crib watchin Kung Fu fights
Swang and I swung the Houston
Bet I go hard no interruption
Woodgrain wheel with the big daddy
Higher than a hill, in my
And we roll thick, takin no
45 on hip the hollow point tip

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We're comin gangsta, and how we come
We're commin gangsta and wreckin for

Break it down, me clown I'mma break'em off
Can't fuck this Mexican Bitch from the South
Under oath it true at all times
Love smoking weed and I love rhymes
Fine dime, stay fly it tight like a rubba
Just fuck'em , don't love'em, like my undercova
Cause I'mma Hustla, mine by any means
Don't be supprised, I aint bout where the green
I like, I need, so how it be
You can hit it or it, believe I will proceed
- soon as I put cess in my chest
I forget, I ain't the type of chick be hittin for free
Comin' gangsta, believe and respect
Me and that boy S.P. reppin Tex

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Yo, it's the boy Los in a smoke gray
Forver be puttin on the map
with ten pounds of steel on my lap
I'mma let you know I stay about that
Popped up pretty in a screwed up
Might Puerto Rican broad like Diddy
come Arabian or Venezuelan
'Mote control radio, 84
Mix the up, po it in my dang cup
My girl on the phone so I hang up
Playboy status, man it's hard to break
Go through mo' than a pack of damn rabbits
Two cella-tels, record sales
See ya boys caine in ya nostrills
I rock Phillys, my pop wheelies
Now I'm locked up a dude that robbed Chillies