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 your

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we strapped with mac daddy's, AK's, and guns
turn look around, we gangstas having fun
stupid fuckers trying to play hit with a glock
el dyablo made me do it, slap you my glock
throw your ass in the trunk, simon, we shots
smoke your down the block, bumping room let him rock
pick up another ho, let the trigger it slow
ima take the I-5 southside to
no witnesses to the crime, no evidence, we trip
cuz they never found the that we stack in your woods
now we for the bitches with the big o cheeks
she's talkin about "i him", these hos want my riches
but you aint getting shit, you bitches better
my whole clicka's in the back, and 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

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throw your 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 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 loaded
strolling the street, on my two feet
for those putos who shot my homie strip
i know where you kick it at, i where you live
goes around, comes around, payback's a bitch
thats how we do it, my enemies
fled the murder scene with my 17
a mi me vale madre, southsi es mi
saco el pinche cuete que te mata SIDA
me de repente, se pasan de bolada
somos notorious, marijuana
i don't why you bitches trippin
i got my two nines handing out
almost got sparked, as your imagination
i don't know why, southside is the

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

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