Luyện nghe bài hát They Forgot

Gang! Gang!
We started this shit nigga, they
Niggas cross me, know
Talkin' I ain't did for 'em, they know
niggas, I cut 'em off, bitch
Gang! Gang!

I just brought MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city all on gang dick, used to laugh at me
Had to cut a niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion
Mini chopper that catchin' me lackin' me
Randy him two shots to his face, 'cause he lied to me
in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You no street nigga
You ain't no nigga

Bitch
And I gave 'em cash, I'm a nigga
Before I got this I kept a stick nigga
And I his bitch, I gave her dick nigga
Now tell 'em every why you sick nigga
And I'm the reason why you got them bricks
Sneak dissin', catch him by himself, ain't got a stick him
100 thousand jewels, I cop my lil' bitch a mink
Would say I hope you OD but I jinx
Pussy boy, everything to the pigs nigga
'bout I don't do shit for the fam, bitch I'm from the Lam
100 here, 100
my niggas out the jail
I'll rat
50K, I it out the sac
Bike
Slide on that Banchee, on lil' ass

Slide to his crib, creep his ass
Left,
3, 4 times, beat his ass
If came with us, I swear to God leave his ass

I just brought some and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city all on gang dick, they to laugh at me
Had to cut a couple niggas off, and now mad at me
Had to blow a bag on designer, I'm in the scene
Mini chopper draco catchin' me lackin' me
Randy give him two shots to his face, he lied to me
in peace my homies, I feel like them niggas died for me
You no street nigga
You ain't no street

Niggas say Chicago ain't mine, niggas lyin'
about fuckin' with mine, them niggas dyin'
Future got me poppin' a Perc, I a few a slime
Free the doin' real time, 22 and 9
Even though want 1, 000 pennies, niggas won't drop a dime
They know we fuckin' hoes in the
Fuck 'em and never call a bitch back
I'm nigga, follow who?
Only I follow niggas are for Twitter
this shit, go and get my own
With no asking
Past this shit, classic
I might fuck a ratchet
Bitch I'm me, I fuck for free
30K to see
sleep, got 'em mad at me
People me
sauce, I'm a super boss
Killas off
Niggas hoes, niggas salty
And I got designer, and all
straight snitches, just to lose 'em all
Nigga what, nigga who is
take 'em off!
Gang! Gang!

I just some MACs and shit, couple killers is after me
Got the city all on gang dick, they used to at me
Had to cut a niggas off, and now they mad at me
Had to a bag on designer, I'm in the fashion scene
Mini chopper that catchin' me lackin' me
Randy him two shots to his face, 'cause he lied to me
Rest in peace my homies, I feel like them died for me
You ain't no nigga
You ain't no street