Luyện nghe bài hát Gunz In Da Air

Yo, yo, yo, yo
I told them cats, niggaz better cop mac's
Now stuck with them handguns
I thug it out T.B., and Johnny Handsome
I none niggaz no credit, you see I'm iller than most
I'm kinda with the hands, but I'm iller with toast
My go pow, so how you like me now?
Been in your hood, ain't that gangsta
Yeah y'all overrated, so we do it or not?
Or we can go to Iraq on M.U.
I my pitbulls tear you up
I have my lil' in the hood, come and just, scare you up
You don't - be in the hood, you a weak-ass
And when you through, you have your niggaz holdin you down
And when - I hold heat I just hold it for
Why ask a - nigga to when I'ma buck myself?
I keep my gun by my dick so I can myself

It go guns in the air, in the air
Us Thugged Out niggaz our guns in the air
in the air, guns in the air
Us M.U. niggaz keep our in the air, what?
[N] Bout to lock the whole down, so holla at the dog
[N] Bout to lock the whole shit down, so at the dog
Aiyyo guns in the air, in the air
Us grimy-ass niggaz our guns in the air, what?

Yo, I keep chapped lips, I (?) blunts
I to shop in Albee Square..
but now I shop in Queens, I tell my niggaz be here
On M.U. block yo I don't care
With my nigga Mike (?) 'dro through the sunroof
Jeckyll'n'Hyde and haze
And I be in Brooklyn, and party with Maze
I got a ghetto pass, yo and I let the metal blast
Click click click, niggaz is
We Thugged Out, them niggaz steal your stash
If you a bitch, yo we niggaz slap your ass
Whattup We can be lah, M-A
And these niggaz up, no problem-a
And 'em leaked out, stab him in his ass have a cheek out
Have 'em trapped in the room, sneak out
With a sign on the door, say keep out

[Chorus] w/ minor

Yo.. I made a song about "Hed" and now bitches me
They they can give me head but they can't fuck me
I ran for Nino, even my old C.O.
I even ran with my A&R Gino
Sometimes, I Smirnoff without no juice
And I'ma for my niggaz, Baby D and Dukes
Thugged Out and M.U., we tripled our troops
We added niggaz, and gave 'em gats and boots
And for the that bend down get minks and goose
See me, I'm not greedy, not at all
Hit me at the office, yo 2-1-2, 5-6-3,
So why y'all niggaz gon' wait for, runnin out of state
Money faulty, why you cop an eight for?
Been through, too much drama and too war
Hurryin, for so long, now it's to score, it go

[Chorus] w/ variations

Gangsta.. we just thugs.. we just hustlers.. M.U.
We just gangstaz.. we thugs.. we just hustlers.. M.U. what?
Has nigga..