Luyện nghe bài hát Suckas Part 2 (for The Gangsta's)

Gangstas for the (Repeat 4X)

[Verse 1:
Yo, I'm not concerned wit the rhymes you
I'm at the Sixers game seat close enough to trip
Niggas mad to catch me slippin
But instead in out of town nigga catch me
I guess I sold out if they see me this winter
The thing I sold out was the CoreStates Center, Chi Ching
Its BooBonic got blocks stay bouncin
You got baby weights six and nine ounces
I'm out here get your shit together
to sell it lightweight like Floyd Mayweather
Wanna hit it like and get it like Bonic
But that ain't ever happenin you can't spit it Bonic
Flow poison like B-B-D, I'm sharp and you VHS I'm DVD,
ain't lived the life
Playas never shit I did your wife, Come on

I'm the type of get a whole lot of cash
I'm the of nigga get a whole lot of ass
I'm the type of nigga got a lot of class
But I'm the type of nigga that'll out fast
Keep them white and blue
Spend the rich and your wife will do
Hey just me ain't nothin I can do
Plus my whole crew but no not you you a sucka

[Verse 2:
I'm you can ask Michael Jackson who B-A-D
See, I'm a thrilla, cat feela
Take trips squad out each to feel 'em, nigga
Top billa Grant to Ben Franklin
Cars they used our whips is grand spankin
Mister got 'em thinkin, ask
See who got the coke, the gun, who
You take the pack, no gat so it
Bitch we got it poppin, out cally
I wish, wit a dime ass
You rollin, in a Datsun for a 6
My neck froze reminds me of the roads
Hoes, see the ice and lose control
My chain the reason last winter was cold
Uhh, precaution when I'm flossin

[Verse 3: Beanie
Who see that, cat wit the crown on the P at?
B-Mac, Philly can be that
See that, hit the heat at
See thin sticks where your at, streets and strips where I be at
Blocks where my at
44 bulldog bought back cats where they at, off that
to the drugs like Rite Aid, Walgreen's, Eckerd's
Mac serve all things it
I buck stank coke move the at night
And got nicknames for like Wesley Pipes
Roberta Crack, Puff Daddy, Jennifer
You know the bucks always gotta fuck wit cokeheads
Niggas pack and say fuck the DTs
And move like cops, come on TV, Yeah
Straight up crooks got it in 'em
They snatch your earrings since triangles and in 'em

Gangstas for the (Repeat 8X)