Luyện nghe bài hát I Need A Cuete

that's

gangsta

gangsta

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In times, of hate and pain
i need a cuete, to get me the day
a .24, do okay
24 ways to put you in grave

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we strapped with mac daddy's, AK's, and guns
turn around around, we gangstas having fun
stupid mother fuckers trying to play hit with a
el dyablo made me do it, you with my glock
your ass in the trunk, simon, we counting shots
smoke your homie down the block, bumping room let him
pick up ho, let the trigger take it slow
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 with the big o
she's talkin "i love him", these hos want my riches
but you aint getting shit, you bitches strip
my whole in the back, and everyone of us is strapped
we got beer, i'm hard as a pit
i got a dollar for ass so you better shake them tits

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

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

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twenty five aos for 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 with no ratas, ass chavala
"this is for the raza," you ain't got no
this one out to all my homies doing lifetime
for walk-bys, homocides, and all the fuckin
homie i'm a gangsta, killa from the
keep it on the down low, put that on the nine
when you're to play, the only way to die, high
won't even hesitate, don't even let shit
so when you come around, at the place, at the wrong time
you get blasted, your ass down, with the body in the casket
with no time to sign it, what, damn you got
the hell?

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