Luyện nghe bài hát Gotti Style

Niggaz want it

Ja
DMX
Def Jam hah
Mutherfuckers better the fuck out of our way
that, knawmean?
We doin this straight gangsta style, Gotti style nigga
y'all

Uh, uh, uh
Ja's the
The high class, to D
Grimy and gritty, outter limits in this city
Niggaz is definately assed-out, wit me
End up wit a gun in your mouth, straight
I should em
Cuz see me you don't mean nothin
I'll put you through a lifetime of sufferin
you'll learn that bridges ain't made to be burned
Drug money is earned, well deserved
Some rules just think, are fit for
And Ja's rules make em large, that you break
you wanna get spanked, with the 9 fully loaded
We can murder each other, at the Crossroads
And if I die tonight, in the immortal of Pac
My niggaz gonna hunt you till you drop, that
Niggaz is capable of all that, your mom for ransom
little kids back, that's the way we do things
Never leave shells, never names
Roll with the as it change
Ja's to blame, I'ma let world share my pain
In my demise you can put it on my
"Here lies a soul of rage, seen brighter days
And outta darkness graduated, may he lay"
And this I swear, here in Hell we don't play
Cross the line, my nine I'll be bringin you here

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Uh,
I make that get me where I'm goin
Break fools that act like they ain't knowin how it's
Dizown, the dizark, cuz that's that kid
Unmask kid, look at that bastard kid
That don't mind to break shit or take shit
And motherfucker, if you ain't me you ain't
You fuckin
You know I coulda stuck it to you
Nigga I wasn't even think fuckin wit you
But I bet now I know your man is thinkin twice who to fuck wit
Shit is gettin bad, I'm niggaz I grew up with
And I know it's just a of time before I get shot
Or I'ma torture this niggaz little sister and make him
Give a nigga a little room, now he's to house shit
But I bet you get back on mouse shit
I punch you in your mouth, bitch
Aaaah, a broken off quick
Yelllckkk!(gagging sound), is the sound he makes off dick
How you feel, eatin with a straw he has to suck
Fuck me? No fuck you, now I gotta you
Fuckin bitch dick like a jockstrap
Put them back
Tryin to be the punk motherfucker that shot back
Got that? Didn't You know where you gonna be layin right?
I'm tellin you, hah, you know the fuck I'm sayin right?
You will respect this, cuz it gets reckless I cut the
Dun-nun-Dun-nun-Dun-nun-Dun-nun, you be "What the--Nooo!"
But it's too late cuz the heat-seaker done the heat
The concrete done found meat
Cuz hittin the ground still hot from comin off
Eyes rolled back in his head, coughin up of flesh
niggaz'll roll with his monstrous death, beatin punks to death
Ain't nuthin left but the memory of what used to be your
Funeral payments, and dried up on my knife
Y'all don't understand, when it's on it's on
You up in the casket with some shades, cuz your eyes is
I know I'm wrong, that's why I did my dirt and
But you made it happen, with that you did
Now you want peace? take a piece of this ammunition
And get ass drug out the Hudson by some old man fishin
My mission is almost
This will self distruct in two seconds