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, do okay
24 ways to put you in grave

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we strapped mac daddy's, AK's, and hand guns
turn look around, we gangstas having fun
stupid fuckers trying to play hit with a glock
el dyablo me do it, slap you with my glock
your ass in the trunk, simon, we counting shots
smoke homie down the block, bumping room let him rock
pick up another ho, let the trigger take it
ima the I-5 southside to mexico
no witnesses to the crime, no evidence, we don't
cuz they never found the that we stack in your woods
now we lookin for the bitches with the big o
she's talkin "i love him", these hos want my riches
but you aint getting shit, you better strip
my clicka's in the back, and everyone of us is strapped
we got extra beer, i'm as a pit
i got a dollar for ass so you better shake them tits

[Hook 2]
throw barrio in the sky
it to the left, wave it to the right
i don't give a
i got my two nines, they don't a fuck
said "who's to ride? who's down to bust?"

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now who the fuck mess with this?
get blessed with
nine mm mack 10 with a fully clip
down the street, on my two feet
looking for those putos who shot my homie
i know where you kick it at, i know where you
what goes around, comes around, payback's a
thats how we do it, my enemies
fled the murder scene my glock 17
a mi me vale madre, southsi es mi
saco el pinche cuete que te mata SIDA
me tocas de repente, se pasan de
notorious, fumando marijuana
i know why you bitches trippin
i got my two nines out stitches
almost got sparked, as your wishes
i don't why, southside is the deepest

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

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