Luyện nghe bài hát I'm A Gangsta

Why you lean you walk, look mean when you talk
Keep green in the vault -- we some gangsters nigga
White tees on the block, on the drop
And you keep them thangs cocked -- cause we some gangsters

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

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

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

Befo' a expose the trigger
And have you it like you gone off of 'dro and liquor

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I'm a hustler, certified gangster
Wile E. Coyote keep one up in the

To your frame up, hot thang rearranger
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 Sopranos spend knot

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

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Okay, the definition of a GANGSTER, closed
Guns out, loaded, aim lock shots bang ya
Never serve to a stranger
Undercovers comin in for arrangers, watch for the
Watch for them haters they with anger
They try to steal your if they can't steal your paper
Niggaz mad cause the kid doin it
I'm gunnin for the top, gun with the laser

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