Luyện nghe bài hát The Gang

Lets get it clear, Brooklyn,
Yo yo, live from the seven-one-eight
Lay down It's the ill Na Na
Cut ya dick off put it in ya mouth understand?

Ride with me as I race through ya
me a fifth that'll bang and a jury that'll hang
Pants saggin' in that wagon
Ayo that's my Yacht if the mink is saggin'

Since a youth I flipped, on some ruthless
Had a thing for rings, bling, Coupes and
Some' bout watchin' Montana come up Havana
And rule world made me wanna grab my hammer

Fuckin' with the Cheddar
Some flip girls instead of boys
Keep laweys, for when the Fed's annoy us
We this shit gangsta nigga from verse to chorus

And the Lords and truly yours
Drive Spiders and big exhaust
Bleed for the love the war
My nose bleeds for weeks I the raw

Puncture niggaz when I comfort
City to Brooklyn, Vietnam
Nigga it's on my flesh is gone
And then I live on in gangsta form

What you know about
Macs and nigga how you love that?
What you about that?
Doin' it up, livin' it up, what?

What you know about
The gully kid put it in your skully kid, nigga what it is
you know about that?
Yacht, Cheddar Boys, Lords, truly yours

the "Godfather Buried Alive"
Ayo Po it's the ill Na Na in 5.0
Went to with the Rugers out
In Flatbush and I keeps the poppin' off when the goons is out

Y'all got a muthafuckin' problem when my get out
Ay bust a shot for Shyne get the Guinness Stout
That's my word I got the Berken over up on Parkside
And in the butter scotch Rover

I'm ah bad gal style like I'm
Got his comrades in Clinton bustin' nuts on my
check! Muthafucka hit the yard up
Comm stop Mid-State Brooklyn squad up

I'm hot steppin' in the pink Seven
I'ma till big tell me there's a ghetto up in heaven
See niggaz take they time like a man
We don't snitch we don't sing on the stand but y'all don't me

What you know about
Macs and cash nigga how you love
What you about that?
Doin' it up, livin' it up, nigga

you know about that?
The gully kid put it in your skully kid, nigga what it is
What you know that?
Yacht, Cheddar Boys, Streets Lords, truly

Money, cars, guns,
Sniff blow and I'm good to go
Eagle inflated Bureau Investigated
Most hated nigga read the

Uh, loud pipes
Big fuckin' burnin' the turnpike
My game so I arouse dikes
You punk rappers should payin' me the way you write

And be samplin' my life, every line in your
Sound like you wanna be Shyne, and I don't ya
Who Young nigga catchin' charges
Continental T's in garages, Menages, odds is

I'm the spittin' it, nigga I'm gettin' it
I admit it I was New Jack City
And fuckin' with, Paul got me dying to ball
I talk about I live it

All you hear these rappers rap I really did it
I was to hold nines, and grind
Step out of line put you in that line
Rearrange ya brain ain't nothin'

You know the jet planes and cocaine
And I say might be held against me
I wanna talk, I'm the hottest nigga in New York

What you about that?
Macs and cash nigga how you love
you know about that?
Doin' it up, it up, nigga what?

What you about that?
The gully kid put it in skully kid, bleed nigga what it is
What you about that?
Yacht, Cheddar Boys, Streets Lords, truly