Luyện nghe bài hát The Gangsta Shit

It's like this, niggaz been invadin my turf
Ignore examples set while ya play the dirt
It's only one 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 twice and 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 for no nigga, now that's yo ass nigga
It's war, so I you call on your troops
Army fatigues ain't shit, y'all don't shoot
I'm a Rap-A-Lot mobster, callin all the
from a underboss prospective, and y'all gon' it
I murder, by nigga, one two three
Darin any motherfucker to come me
Ya standin in the jungle
Witness a motherfuckin minute
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 don't wanna - fuck around with the shit
Fuck with the gangsta shit
Y'all wanna - fuck around with the gangsta shit
Fuck around the gangsta shit
Y'all don't wanna - fuck around with the shit
Fuck around with the gangsta
Y'all don't - fuck around with the gangsta shit
Fuck with the gangsta shit

I refuse to be shorted, I refuse to be
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 still (say what?)
You think you then come show me
Just make sure ya comin for real ya come fo' me
'cause if not, I'm up yo' motherfuckin block
Y'all some fraud niggaz, straight up broad
We niggaz, yeah - so fuck y'all niggaz!
Soutside I for all my Ward niggaz
strapped and all killas, we came for the battle
The Mob back in the sattle makin ya trunks
If I had one dolla, for every who though
that fell off, this whole world would be bought
Fuck that, I'll be here it's all over
And when all over, go back and slang boulders
Can be stopped, not by a bad soul
Fuck Jed and Chad, it's Jay, Prince, and
Ain't enough bullshit in the states to stop this
Rap-A-Lot shit, yeah

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

It's gon' take more than just rappin, than just sparrin
For y'all niggaz to up and just with Brad Jordan
Fuck you warden, and 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 all my God-damn self, get in line
And I'll destroy a slew of you niggaz, one at a
I'm the last of a kind, you God-damn
You can never that, I'm just glad you see that
Is this my payback for puttin Houston down in the place?
Got the world screamin Mr. Scarface
The problem is, boys, you niggaz loco
and the truth is, you couldn't see me with bifocals
I'm a killer in the flesh, I'm Rap-A-Lot's
I'm Prince's adopted son, no love for no one