Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsters

"The Villain"(Talkin)]
Ha Ha
"The Villain"
Shadow all up in mothafucka
Hella High, off that gram weed
Livin the thug life, sellin life
Packin snubs, smokin all day bud life
Can't wit it baby

[Mr.
the unfadable, confrontation with I is consequencial
Me and Slush "The Villain" makin your advisories
Fuck a limosine
I roll wit thugs in maximas on
Or on chrome d's
me and see why everybody calls me hostile
How be hatin cause I live a gangsta lifestyle
My profile is so wild you wanna kick it
With these two thugs, packin snubs and gettin convicted
Inflictin pain like my a.k.a. was migrain
Make a fool swallow piss for my name
From the sky falls rain to the streets fall victim
And all I got to say to my thugs is fuck the
The Mistah Shadow is who I be up on this
Makin fools cause they heard about the aftermath
I'm at the point of no and so I keep burnin
Marijuina cause I want the higher

[Chorus: Slush "The Villain" and Mr.
We straight gangstas, bangers, dope
Bitch stranglers, who wanna come and hate us
makers, world wide got it locked
Walkin 50 deep through mothafuckin block

"The Villain"]
For all my enemies I got gats too
Me and my faculities bodies covered up tattoos
So when you see me it's intimidation that you
you know these fuckin Eses mess for real
Cause soldado down to throw putasos
Con tricky let's throw chingasos
I got Shadow on the of me
With that gram sticky mothafucka
Come get high me
And if you say you'se my homie, decieve me
when I say I'm gonna kill, you best believe me

[Mr.
Even out of town we break down like car trouble
Tricky an axe and a shovel
Show sons of hood rats who gots the bag of tricks
Full of guns, ammunition, screwdrivers and ice
We pick who dies, when the cries
Brutalize mothafuckas, em by surprise
unexpekted like a car crash
Head bash a mothafucka, and give him whip
Think fast, and it's your ass up in pieces
your mom screamin for Jesus

"The Villian"]
I a fuck mothafucka
Down to buck
Better or that ass'll get plucked mothafucka
I got all I to suceed, let's get to test em
Pocket of weed and a gun that's full of teflon
I'ma mothafucka thug with no
I'm seein my enemies sleepin in their blood
I'm homicidal thoughts like Charles Manson
Money schemin plots to come up, like you for ransom
It's all about the skrilla homie, I'll put a price on your
And iIf they pay up by mornin best believe that you're dead
Playin wit your life like God but I don't
Ain't gon let nobody stop me bein a millionaire
It be a gun blast ese till one of us
Best believe to aim my heat right between your eyes
on my bullet, my name I'm gonna engrave
Slush "The Villain" put ass to the grave, mothafucka