Luyện nghe bài hát Straight Gangstaism

Yeah, I y'all way back

Seven years old, I'm up to the gangstas in the hood
'Cause to me and my cousins, yeah, they good
Even when we cops and robbers on the block
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 they
The way they act, the way wore that gangsta hat
Tilted, rim laid flat out, now that's the type a I'm talkin' about, yeah
Cigarette in one hand, drink in the
Leanin' to one side, cooler a motherfucker
With the gangstas
Killin' Boy, Pokey, Big Joe, Go-Deal, Lil

muthafuckin' mack daddies, bitch on the side, drivin' the '73 caddy
With a chrome plated 357 to send a motherfucker
On a stairway to heaven, I was fascinated,
I let 'em influence me, and my hate it
But she still me love, 'cause my momma understood
it was in my blood, see it was a psycho
And in a few more years she have to worry about a Michael
'Cause be makin' my own decisions, yeah
Comin' up fast, clockin' cash, straight

Yeah, on and on and on
And on and on,
Break it
Like that, that, yeah

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, 'cause saw me raise up
From a muthafuckin' scrub, and hoes that I know, from way back
They used to say no, all go to the hotel
'Cause they claim that they interested, and everybody about
The shit that they wish they did but I all that
They used to wanna if I was down, but they don't ask all that
'Cause they believin' what seein'
A young nigga up fast, yeah straight G

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

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

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

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