Luyện nghe bài hát Return Of The 'g'

It's the return of the thanks ta'
Them that's on that blow
run up in yo' crib which contains
Your lady and an 8 old
Child to raise you true blue 'bout this music but
do not want to hear it because they'd
Rather be and shootin' and killin' and bouncin'
And shit get

Return of the gangsta ta'
niggas that thank you soft
And say y'all be gospel
But they be clappin' when you talk about
Bitches and and hoes and clothes and weed
Let's talk about time travelin' javelin
mind unravelin' get down

Return of the gangsta ta'
niggas who got them kids
Who got to buy an ounce
But not enough to bounce them to the zoo
Or to the park so grow up in the dark never
Seein' light so they end up like yo' sorry ass
Robbin' in broad ass daylight get down

Return of the gangsta ta'
Them niggas that get the impression of expression
Then the question is Big Boi what's up Andre?
Is he in a cult? Is he on drugs? Is he
When y'all gon' break up? When y'all wake up?
Nigga I'm feelin' better ever what's wrong with you
You get down!

Man a nigga don't want no
A player just want to kick back with my off
And watch my li'l blow bubbles
But still to rhyme
my ground never back down
Willin' to rob & kill any thing that threatens mine
But good luck couldn't be see
Many a fights had to be G
For a nigga to ride these
Oh so close to the to be gawked at
Watch your my nigga 'cause we got gats
The first nigga to buck be the first nigga we attack
Don't want but it comes though
of the time you don't know
Stickin' together like flour and water to make
Slow dough we worked for we have
And goin' up for each other like we
Brothers from mother
Kinda like Mel and Danny Glover
Strictly for the Caddy and never the
Nut punk motherfuckers