Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Gangsta

Why you lean when you walk, mean when you talk
Keep that green in the -- we some gangsters nigga
White on the block, 23's on the drop
And you keep them thangs -- cause we some gangsters nigga

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My lifestyle gangster, I'm from the gutter, the bottom
I learned the but it wasn't from Godfather

Pop'll up beside ya nigga, take ya block nice
My neighborhood like I'm Mr. Rogers,

P]
Nigga here to "Lean Back," but you I'm not Joey nigga
I give you work, better pay me what you owe me

Befo' a nigga the trigger
And have you mobbin it like you gone off of and liquor

P]
I'm a bonafide hustler, gangster
E. Coyote keep one up in the chamber

To bang your frame up, hot thang
My pistol pointin at niggaz Mystikal, "DANGER!"
And momma me not to talk to strangers
So I let the heat speak out and to strangers
I got Doublemint heat, how I pack two thangs
And red hot, now let the Black Sopranos knot

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It ain't to tell, you know I get cake
The system in my six-fo' sound like I kidnapped a earthquake
The Jakes want me off the
I got enough bricks to land me in jail without parole
Don't fold under pressure, I even do my own dirt
I got connects the mob out in Russia
I'll rush ya, blast the 8, fuck grimy
I'm too cute to get a on my face
I cake like a fashionable dude
Catch me, G'd up, in a P. Miller khaki
No Limit how I'm movin these pies
The Chuck Taylor patent leather, a pic of Eazy-E on the side
ride, fuck tuckin my jewels and the chain
Got a cross, brighter than a Harvard student
I'm improvin, better
Took off the I'm in mink like a smooth guerilla

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Okay, the definition of a GANGSTER, mouth
Guns out, clip loaded, aim lock bang ya
Never serve to a stranger
Undercovers comin in for arrangers, watch for the
Watch for them haters filled with anger
They try to steal your shine if they steal your paper
Niggaz mad cause the kid it major
I'm gunnin for the top, gun with the laser

They call me young Rug', yeah that's my
I do work for P. Miller, No the game
You on the block, it's the Soldiers mayne
Black Sopranos you slumped in the car of your dreams
And my location, I'm in the Cali
Smokin on that good, no stems no
I lay low with the brawl
I got a record but the hood still breakin me off