Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' but The Gangsta

Intro: mc

Geyeah, we in the motherfuckin
Eiht in the motherfuckin house, geyeah
1/2 oz in the motherfuckin
My niggaz on the run in the motherfuckin
Lil hawk and burn in the house, geyeah
And ain't no in the nine-fo' hoe

one: mc eiht

It me want to jack motherfuckers in the fog
Let hood rat bitches know the true meaning of a dog
Makes me to be a nigga, for hire
Let five-oh feel the motherfuckin,
my nuts and make my cash
Break this ten and a half off in ass, uhh
Walkin with a and a bad ass rap
You get off first, before enemy tries to peel your cap, uh-huh
And bitches can't hang with the
talkin smack, it makes me smack you right back
Niggaz got beef 'cause hype's a mack
And the age of thirteen, I've been packin
Fool I a gang of twenty bags
Thick in my pocket makes my khakis sag
Always on the lookout for the,
from the ak fill the fuckin copper
It's do or die, die
from the compton streets so don't even try, nigga
You get slugs from the stub for me
Nuthin but the in me

Nuthin but the gangsta, (3x)
1 come down

Verse two: 1

I am a g, yes I'm a g
Walks like a g, talks a g
So a to the k
It's your one-eight-seven crew ass from the bay
Murder-be-pullin-my-gat-quick, to slap shit, pistol-whip ass
I'ma do the blast, eiht you get cash in
Dash, the out the cut
bullets up in the nuts, nigga that's how we runnin up

Picked-up-my-nine-millimeter-uzi-barrel-pump, handle
Say killamatic,killamatic,killamatic,killaman with me
Piggedy pop motherfucker, em drop, motherfucker
Just a g, up out the bay with a ak
Put it in your face to split your wig nigga, zag to zig
Disrespect me i'ma ya
'cause I'm nuthin but a motherfuckin bay gangsta

Nuthin but the (3x)
Ha ha, come on

Verse redman

it out
Oh my god! I destroy cities like the
Droppin trunks of funk and I blast a punk from to cape cod
Fuck a job, my runs like the mob
The original joe pex flex, redman bitch you ask somebod
Prepare to from here to japan with jams
I'm from the jersey section and I keep it real for and
I can't march on swap meets, y'all sects I dissects
But I pack a nine gat and the cops, still don't know where at
Black, huh!! I snatch the from the beast
It's that funk deceased nigga comin thru bitch so your hairpeace
I got the in me plus I'm not friendly
To a bitch-ass mouth runs more laps than the indy
Now let me spice the track up, mc pass the bone so I can get lifted
And a head can get when bronx pass the biscuit
I drop the funk and a body to show I'm serious
The means I'm live, rappin from new jersey, period!!

Nuthin but the (8x)

Verse mc eiht

Hit the weights everyday popeye the sailor
Bailin with my up khakis and chuck taylors
Just touched down san quentin
me that fresh ass pendleton, uhh!
It's nuthin but the gang,
Makes me hit the corner and
Board and quarter about a hundred
Don't be servin no and dimes
But I do it, no
Fuck it, violate probation
No one a mad fuck about me
Since the age of I roamed the halls of lb
Pops thrown out never had a big
Put on the set I could pick the right color
The put me down on a half a bird
Turned it into key now they for me
Rollin in the trey on fuckin d's
Nuthin but the gangsta in me, geyeah

Nuthin but the gangsta-
Nuthin but the gangsta- come
And that's how it's going
how it's going down, uhh
1/2 oz in the motherfuckin
Niggaz on the run, lil hawk and
but the gangsta (4x)