Luyện nghe bài hát V-Dog And Da Gangsta

[Verse 1: Blac]
Stressed in the back and now I'm the one that took to long
Can it be I'm crunk and or is it Big Chug is passin' on
Family, friends, hoes, all ah my niggas ridin' rollie
Ridin' pass me at me bury me a snizote hoe,
Hard headed nigga bitch, die by the trigger
Chillin' wid my Slick, kickin' pimpin' on a brick
Every fuckin' day, Parkway plenty hay
What ya say, Gabay where a nigga stay
comin' at ya wid the mind of lunatic
Bitch you cannot fuck with this, with the pistol grip
Loadin' up my shells, I smells me an
if a nigga don't die 'fore he get to me
Ride with the Luger let it go, let it go
Man if for bricks, aww shit, we be in hoe
Down 'til we die, high never fuckin' play
Killers on the motherfucka South Parkway

V-Dog the gangsta done kick that bitch in
Damn man, them fuckin' done struck again
(Call the and tell them watch your back)

[Verse 2:
We from the South part ah town where the police we
Ah lotta niggas die young ah lotta bitches get
So if you violate fool, your ass we chase
Nail ya coffin' up, blow, shoot bricks in ya
This shit is serious motherfucka, so listen up
South Memphis in this bitch fool and we up,
Real niggas out the midnight the streets
It's nuthin' but around
None ah you hoes get chance to sleep
So them curtains, and make sure all them doors locked
when we rush up in that bitch fool somebody gon' drop
Call the motherfucka, we don't give a fuck
You betta have a cellular phone cause all them phone is cut
Lock door, a note left on the dresser
Face down on the floor, is where I her
clothes in the alley, my body was numb
Call the Gangsta, yeah fool the job is

[Verse 3: Gangsta
all up in my head, put my cousin down to sleep
Vietnam, I come, see if you can deal with me
Anna's in the air, all you smell is the scent of
*Gunshots*, Kill you just for the of it
Pop I blow I smoke, I blow I smoke 'em out there just grass
S-P-V, R-I-C, creeped up on your ass
Mitchell Heights, B-V-D, L-M-G, and many
S-P-L as well get it cause you know the score
Buck stuck wid a duck, I don't need this
Big business motherfucka be a
I was a fool cause back in school didn't shit
a jewel it was a rule in the South shit
B is for Blac, but I be back, wid some real
V is my dog, and he be strapped, wid a clip
G-A-N-G-S-T-A comin' South Parkway
on a blunt ah hay,
Damn another say, BITCH!

(2x)