Luyện nghe bài hát Izm

Yo, dangerous man, gangsta

Woo, do you wanna wit this guy
Do a on a ninety-five?
Run with them hookers they payin' sheen
of sex appeal, I was born gangsta

Shit, don't wit me
An' in the game I'm as as they come
Threw the knife, baby, the sun
a susperstar, 'cuz I'm a gangsta

Now get one thing straight
You fuckin' a nigga, that's liable to catch a case
I'll turn ya birthday into worst day
Bitch, I'll have you on a high chase on the first day

Umm, try an' throw, I'm so
greenery got me sedated, I'm feelin' faded
Hood life, the life of a robber on chrome an' switches
A nigga wit mo' to riches

A ghetto jump
Post it up with the tiny in my momma's front yard
A hood pioneer, function without the smell of gunpowder
An' fryin' in the air

I'm a sheist nigga, for ice, nigga
Bitch, you got the wrong if you want a nice nigga
I'm Dub C, fuck a MC, me in a MC
On a buck twenty, bitch, wit me?

Woo, do you pimp wit this guy
Do a buck on a
Run with them hookers when payin' sheen
Talk of sex-appeal, I was born

Shit, don't wit me
An' in the game I'm as real as come
the knife, baby, outta the sun
Even a susperstar, I'm a gangsta

Now some bitches don't believe I can spit that
Till they up wit dick all in 'em
Till they theyself pullin' off denim
Intoxicated, off this

I game, big game, nickname
Insane, Ice spits flame
niggaz gone feel it down range
Body strange, blah, no brain

I'm a
know how a gangsta do it an' a hoe act
Get off tha dick if you wanna blow dat
'Cuz trip the bulls, act like prozac

Now there's an' tribalism
I'm only wit survivalism
Fo-fo to the do' is my religion, now yours?
Pray, before I yours

Woo, do you pimp wit this guy
Do a buck on a
Run with them when they payin' sheen
Talk of sex-appeal, I was born

Shit, play wit me
An' in the game I'm as real as come
the knife, baby, outta the sun
Even a susperstar, 'cuz I'm a

Woo, la la la,
Woo, la la la, I'm a

Every I come around bitches starin' at me
Point Mack 10 from the Dub S.C
Wit a L.A. hat an' a fresh white tee
Fulla flair an' but I'm a straight up G

Cocky 'cuz I'm rich, good an' I know it
But I'm confused on to be, a deep boy or poet
Head is mandatory, bitch, there's so to blow it
An' if I do fall for you, I to show it

So if you I ain't pimpin', man that shit is absurd
I hard on 'em, fulla 'izm, fuck whatchu heard
You say you for me, shit, but that's only words
You wanna show me love, bitch, I wanna wit a bird

So of the weather, bitch, don't get the chedda'
An' keep Big ridin' two-three's or betta
on the dash wit the peanut butta' leather
An' like that Al Qaeda love, we can up togetha', holla

Woo, do you wanna wit this guy
Do a buck on a
Run with them hookers when they sheen
of sex-appeal, I was born gangsta

Shit, don't wit me
An' in the I'm as real as they come
the knife, baby, outta the sun
Even a susperstar, I'm a gangsta

Woo, la la la,
Woo, la la la, I'm a

'Cuz I'm a