Luyện nghe bài hát The Gangsta Shit

It's like this, y'all been invadin my turf
Ignore examples I've set ya play the dirt
only one thing to do now, and that's to set it -
off, and show you motherfuckers who's
I don't play games, I just cock the
Squeeze the trigger and I'll blow out ya brains
I'm pissed, niggaz shouldn'ta fucked with this
I clutch my fo-fifth, I yo shit
I blast a nigga, plastic bag a nigga
Got love for no nigga, now that's yo ass
It's war, so I suggest you call on troops
fatigues ain't shit, 'cause y'all don't shoot
I'm a Rap-A-Lot mobster, all the shots
from a underboss prospective, and y'all respect it
I murder, by nigga, one two three
Darin any motherfucker to come me
Ya in the jungle nigga
Witness a motherfuckin rumble
I'll leave yo head with a in it
And if you ain't one then bitch stop
If ya don't want drama, then stop askin

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

I to be shorted, I refuse to be defeated
Competition's depleated my rhyme's so heated
And you can't with me, ya need to stop fakin
I'm workin on my sixth CD and still (say what?)
You you hardcore then come show me
Just make sure ya comin for when ya come fo' me
'cause if not, I'm up yo' motherfuckin block
some fraud niggaz, straight up broad niggaz
We hard niggaz, yeah - so y'all niggaz!
Soutside I ride for all my niggaz
strapped and all killas, we came 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 world would be
Fuck that, I'll be here it's all over
And when it's all over, go back and slang
Can be stopped, not even by a bad
Fuck Jed and Chad, it's Jay, Prince, and
Ain't enough in the states to come stop this
Rap-A-Lot shit, yeah

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

It's gon' take more just rappin, more than just sparrin
For y'all niggaz to up and just fuck Brad Jordan
Fuck you warden, and every who defended
You safe talkin shit from a distance
Ya rap niggaz, comin around here
makin them bullshit caps, bitch I'll ruin your
I got all my God-damn self, get in line
And I'll destroy a of you niggaz, one at a time
I'm the last of a kind, you God-damn
You can never beat that, I'm just glad you see
Is this my payback for puttin Houston down in the place?
Got the whole screamin Mr. Scarface
The problem is, boys, you niggaz loco
and the is, you hoes couldn't see me with bifocals
I'm a in the flesh, I'm Rap-A-Lot's best
I'm Prince's adopted son, no love for no one