Luyện nghe bài hát Nuthin' but The Gangsta

Intro: mc

Geyeah, we in the motherfuckin
Eiht hype in the house, geyeah
1/2 oz in the house
My on the run in the motherfuckin house
Lil hawk and in the motherfuckin house, geyeah
And no love in the nine-fo' hoe

one: mc eiht

It me want to jack motherfuckers in the fog
Let them hood rat know the true meaning of a dog
me want to be a nigga, for hire
Let five-oh feel the motherfuckin,
Hold my nuts and my cash
this ten and a half off in your ass, uhh
Walkin a strap and a bad ass rap
You get off first, before your enemy tries to peel cap, uh-huh
And bitches can't with the pack
Fools talkin smack, it me smack you right back
Niggaz got 'cause eiht hype's a mack
And since the age of thirteen, I've been
Fool I slang a gang of 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
Niggaz from the compton streets so even try, nigga
You get slugs the stub for offendin 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
like a g, talks like 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 shit, pistol-whip they ass
do the blast, then eiht you get cash in
Dash, the out the cut
Fifty bullets up in the nuts, nigga how we runnin up

Picked-up-my-nine-millimeter-uzi-barrel-pump, plastic
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 face to split your wig nigga, zag to zig nigga
me i'ma bank ya
'cause I'm nuthin but a motherfuckin bay gangsta

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

Verse three:

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

Nuthin but the (8x)

Verse mc eiht

Hit the weights everyday like the sailor
Bailin with my squashed up khakis and chuck
Just down from san quentin
me that fresh ass pendleton, uhh!
It's but the gang, thing
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, i'ma violate
No one gave a mad about me
Since the age of eight I roamed the of lb
Pops thrown out had a big brother
Put on the set when I could pick the right
The put me down on a half a bird
it into key now they bomb for me
Rollin in the on fuckin gold d's
Nuthin but the motherfuckin in me, geyeah

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