Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Gangstaism

Yeah, I take y'all way

Seven years old, I'm up to the gangstas in the hood
'Cause to me and my cousins, yeah, represented good
Even when we played cops and robbers on the
Nobody wanted to the cop, yeah
'Cause the cop was a pussy-ass
And if you played the cop, you got your ass kicked

I was a child
I used to out by the ballroom and study the gangsta style
The way they talk, the way walk
The way they act, the way they wore gangsta hat
Tilted, rim laid flat out, now that's the type a I'm talkin' about, yeah
in one hand, drink in the other
Leanin' to one side, than a motherfucker
With the gangstas
Boy, Pokey, Big Joe, Go-Deal, Lil Lane

True muthafuckin' daddies, bitch on the side, drivin' the '73 caddy
a chrome plated 357 ready to send a motherfucker
On a to heaven, I was fascinated, yeah
I let 'em influence me, and my momma it
But she still gave me love, my momma understood
it was in my blood, see it was a psycho
And in a few more she wouldn't have to worry about a Michael
'Cause I'll be makin' my own decisions,
Comin' up fast, clockin' cash, straight

Yeah, on and on and on
And on and on,
it down
Like that, like that,

Now is '93, I got a for myself
a little wealth, played the cards I was dealt
Didn't go fo' self, now I'm a G and every muthafuckin' body me
Niggas in the hood, all got love, they saw me raise up
From a muthafuckin' scrub, and hoes that I know, way back before
They used to say no, all go to the hotel
'Cause claim that they interested, and everybody talkin' about
The shit that they wish they did but I surpassed all
They used to wanna if I was down, but they don't ask all that
they believin' what they seein'
A young nigga up fast, yeah straight G

Yeah, on and on and on,
Like that, way

back as a youngster, peepin' out my folks
Some were straight G's and some when not smoking
I had to cope it, be a man and stay strong
Even though some didn't think that I'd live long
I watch shoot dice at the liquor store
licks in the dough ague and the Big Joe
Walkin' out the door a gallon of Jack
Sellin' straight chess booze 'cause back then there no crack
A matter fact, to this day I'm doin' like grandpa in every way

I got my on lock, I ain't frontin'
a young nigga in this world tryin' to have somethin', yeah
That's you find and I know
how I was raised and that's how I'ma go
I don't know will I ever be a cell
But I do I'm never goin' straight ganstaism

Yeah, doe 3-2 in the muthafuckin' house doe
Down the mutherfuckin' GB
And y'all gonna hear the big baby really doe
And the 9 to the deuce
I you heard that big baby, yeah
We got Seag in the muthafuckin' house doe Oakland, yeah
We got Big Mike yeah, Hattey yeah, we got Big Chief
And Le Jay, doe say big baby, look at my deed
You fuckin' bitch, you really doe, Bido in the house, yeah
Nigga face evil really doe they can't fade this soft doe
The can't fade it doe I'm out of this beeyatch