Luyện nghe bài hát I Need A Cuete

that's

gangsta

gangsta

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In These times, of hate and
i a cuete, to get me through the day
a .24, will do
24 ways to put you in grave

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we strapped with mac daddy's, AK's, and guns
turn around look around, we gangstas fun
stupid mother fuckers trying to play hit a glock
el dyablo made me do it, slap you with my
throw ass in the trunk, simon, we counting shots
smoke your down the block, bumping room let him rock
pick up another ho, let the trigger take it
ima take the I-5 to mexico
no witnesses to the crime, no evidence, we trip
cuz they never the bodies that we stack in your woods
now we lookin for the bitches the big o cheeks
she's talkin about "i him", these hos want my riches
but you aint getting shit, you bitches strip
my whole clicka's in the back, and everyone of us is
we got extra beer, i'm as a pit
i got a dollar for that ass so you better them tits

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throw barrio in the sky
wave it to the left, it to the right
i don't a fuck
i got my two nines, they don't a fuck
said "who's down to ride? who's to bust?"

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now who the wanna mess with this?
get with this
nine mm mack 10 with a fully clip
strolling down the street, on my two
looking for putos who shot my homie strip
i know where you kick it at, i where you live
what goes around, around, payback's a bitch
how we do it, fuck my enemies
fled the scene with my glock 17
a mi me vale madre, es mi vida
saco el pinche cuete que te mata como
me tocas de repente, se de bolada
somos notorious, marijuana
i know why you bitches trippin
i got my two nines handing out
almost got sparked, as your wishes
i don't know why, is the deepest

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twenty aos for murdering mother fuckers
in my cell, mexicans got the power
locked up in this house, killing one
it, might as well, i'm a southside rider
can't fuck no ratas, punk ass chavala
"this is for the raza," you got no palabra
this one goes out to all my doing lifetime
for walk-bys, homocides, and all the drive-bys
homie i'm a gangsta, killa the southside
keep it on the down low, put on the double nine
when you're to play, the only way to die, high
won't even hesitate, don't even let shit
so when you around, at the wrong place, at the wrong time
you get blasted, take your ass down, the body in the casket
with no to sign it, what, damn you got blasted
the hell?

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