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 down in my camouflage
when I walk and I'm stackin all loot
Bling in my mouth but I can it out
Stepping up to me, something people think
Long and til they lose courage
Mad cause they girl beat up and
Picked up a and she spunt two nights
Chilled at my crib watchin Kung Fu
and I swung from the Houston
Bet I go hard no interruption
Woodgrain wheel the big daddy grill
Higher a hill, in my automobile
And we roll thick, no shit
45 on hip the hollow point tip

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

Break it down, watch me clown break'em off
Can't fuck with this Mexican Bitch the South
oath keep it true at all times
Love smoking weed and I bustin rhymes
Fine dime, stay fly keep it tight a rubba
Just , don't love'em, like my shit undercova
I'mma Hustla, gettin 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
Next - soon as I put cess in my
I forget, I the type of chick you'll be hittin for free
gangsta, better believe and respect
Me and that boy S.P. reppin Tex

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