Luyện nghe bài hát The Gangsta Shit

It's like this, y'all niggaz been invadin my
Ignore examples I've set while ya play the
only one thing to do now, and that's to set it -
off, and you motherfuckers who's boss
I don't play games, I cock the thang
Squeeze the trigger twice and blow out ya brains
I'm pissed, y'all niggaz shouldn'ta fucked with
I clutch my fo-fifth, I yo shit
I blast a nigga, bag stick a nigga
Got love for no nigga, now that's yo ass
It's war, so I suggest you on your troops
Army ain't shit, 'cause y'all don't shoot
I'm a Rap-A-Lot mobster, callin all the
a underboss prospective, and y'all gon' respect it
I murder, by numbers nigga, one two
Darin any motherfucker to come me
Ya standin in the nigga
a motherfuckin rumble minute
I'll leave yo head a tongue in it
And if you one then bitch stop actin
If ya don't want drama, then bitch askin

Y'all don't wanna - fuck with the gangsta shit
around with the gangsta shit
Y'all don't wanna - fuck around the gangsta shit
Fuck with the gangsta shit
don't wanna - fuck around with the gangsta shit
Fuck with the gangsta shit
Y'all wanna - fuck around with the gangsta shit
Fuck around the gangsta shit

I refuse to be shorted, I to be defeated
depleated 'cause my rhyme's so heated
And you can't fuck me, ya need to stop fakin
I'm workin on my sixth CD and bangin (say what?)
You think you hardcore come show me
Just make sure ya for real when ya come fo' me
'cause if not, I'm floatin up yo' block
Y'all some fraud niggaz, straight up niggaz
We hard niggaz, yeah - so y'all niggaz!
I ride for all my Ward niggaz
We're strapped and all killas, we for the battle
The Mob back in the makin ya trunks rattle
If I had one dolla, for nigga who though
that Face fell off, this whole would be bought
Fuck that, I'll be until it's all over
And when it's all over, go back and boulders
Can be stopped, not by a bad soul
Jed and Chad, it's Jay, Prince, and Brad
Ain't enough bullshit in the states to come stop
Rap-A-Lot Mafia shit,

Ain't bullshit in the United States to come stop this
shit, Mob shit...

It's gon' take more than just rappin, more just sparrin
For y'all to up and just fuck with Brad Jordan
you warden, and every motherfucker who defended
You safe from talkin shit from a
Ya new-boot rap niggaz, around here
makin bullshit caps, bitch I'll ruin your career
I got mine all my God-damn self, get in
And I'll a slew of you niggaz, one at a time
I'm the of a kind, you God-damn right
You can never beat that, I'm glad you see that
Is this my payback for puttin Houston in the first place?
Got the whole world screamin Mr.
The problem is, y'all boys, you niggaz
and the truth is, you hoes see me with bifocals
I'm a killer in the flesh, I'm best
I'm Prince's adopted son, no love for no one