Luyện nghe bài hát The Gangsta Shit

It's like this, y'all 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 who's boss
I don't play games, I just the thang
Squeeze the trigger twice and I'll out ya brains
I'm pissed, y'all niggaz shouldn'ta fucked this
I my fo-fifth, I puncture yo shit
I blast a nigga, bag stick a nigga
Got for no nigga, now that's yo ass nigga
It's war, so I suggest you call on troops
Army fatigues shit, 'cause y'all don't shoot
I'm a Rap-A-Lot mobster, callin all the
from a underboss prospective, and y'all 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 ain't one then stop actin
If ya don't drama, then bitch stop askin

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

I refuse to be shorted, I to be defeated
Competition's 'cause my rhyme's so heated
And you can't fuck with me, ya to stop fakin
I'm workin on my CD and still bangin (say what?)
You think you hardcore come show me
Just make sure ya comin for real ya come fo' me
'cause if not, I'm floatin up yo' motherfuckin
some fraud niggaz, straight up broad niggaz
We hard niggaz, yeah - so y'all niggaz!
Soutside I ride for all my Ward
We're and all killas, we came for the battle
The Mob back in the sattle ya trunks rattle
If I had one dolla, for every nigga who
that fell off, this whole world would be bought
Fuck that, be here until 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, Jay, Prince, and Brad
enough bullshit in the states to come stop this
Rap-A-Lot shit, yeah

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

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