Luyện nghe bài hát She Gansta

(*humming*)

Now she's mo-ving through the club, in her gangsta
Her weapon's up, and now she's aiming to bust ow-ow
So gangsta, the way she
You a thug, I'm down with you
Instead of filling him up with lead, with gun to the head
at the bar she's getting him drunk, and he taking shots to the head
Now he's laying stiff off in the bed, but no he's not really
See that punk drunk and he passed out, while she dash out his bread
You bum a clot see you done forgot, nigga you you not
to go buy a mall for a hoe, cause she wanna shop
See ya not to buy a car lot, cause she want a drop
Maybe not go buy a mountain, just cause that hoe a rock
Niggaz better stick to the G-code, speaking to hoes with my froze
I peep hoes like a peephole, cause I'm I sneak hoes
Like a thief out of the clothes, and they even expect it
One minute telling her friend I'm cute, until poof she's naked
Yes it's the thick hips and the big tits, and her and her cleavage
And her weave is weaponry, and didn't see this
She is dressed to kill, you if you think she ain't a
Soprano can't handle her, cause she's gangsta

(*humming*)

She it back and pull and shoot, cause she can see I'm pulling roofs
Off the top of the new drop, but she forgot I'm
My is a permanent vest, I guess I'm not who you thought
No how fine or smart, a girl can not damage my heart
Think you've guessed it right, she's trying to get you for your
But alright tonight, I've also got a scheme
To hear nice things, like I wan' get between them
And then I'ma you home, ain't nothing but wedding dreams
See every cent is to a bullet, so it ain't no
Damn hoe, giving me the run out of my ammo
I'm like Rambo in the cruiser, I maneuver a Ruger
Cause I'm sitting up on the non-stoppers, any jacker with a prover
Excuse her who you to sir, nigga I'm talking to you
See that hoe came in the club with me, how could she walk in you
Nigga I don't know I ain't certain, you ain't be no brain surgeon
If you got then it ain't working, nigga getting two to the brain curtains
You seen that show t.v. Bachelor, how them react
Well Chamillionaire's life is like, a episode of that
Ha-ha her car break down on a hill, I bet she you get out and push
Taking that chick to Foot Locker, she never leave without a Swoosh and that's

(*talking*)

Million tempted by female, them smelling so
She get in bed he swelling, she tell him he should
Sex and sweat and yelling, can tell I'm so hood
So I think I'm bout to her, I'm bout to tame her
Danger, damage you better she ain't ya
type of gangsta, excuse me what is your name girl
Danger, she's dressed to she's gangsta
Looking a model, while she's kissing trying to bang ya
Smoking holes in dead bodies, just pulling hoes their bodies
Full of tattoos fact who, running with boo and nails prbably
A drug or a thug nigga, with a couple rocks in his left shoe
Chopping up rocks till he get through, but he trying to get a to impress you
Tell me what the hell is his purpose, putting diamonds all on her
The reason you doing kiss, money could buy that guy he's worthless
tighter than her skirt is, as she leaves him in pieces
Till she eases her out, and sees it's his weakness
Think, your body's the mood is right and if it seems
That you're not in love with my money, than me
I'll be the king on the throne, you can be my
let's get it on, come be on my dream team

(*humming*)

See I'm you fellas, she more gangsta than you'll ever be
She get cheddar can get a G, without cocking the E'
Never shot on lock a lot, but it wasn't for felonies
Man fussing and handcuffing, he doesn't wanna let her
Hispanic, Asian, Caucasian, even my queens
Not all of them are do', though
Eighty of them, are only after that green
She slam candy do's, and ride 4's
But,
Baby I don't think so, I don't think
She wanna slam, do's
Tell her I don't think so, I don't think