Luyện nghe bài hát We Can Get Gangsta

[Project (talkin)
Hello, hello,

(talkin)
Pat, up man, whats up?

Pat] (talkin)
Boogelou, whats up
Man yea man, a done messed me off down here dawg.
I got caught for a azz pistol charge. Man dese folkz
gon try and a nigga do a whole mutha fuckin calendar dawg.
I ya to send me sumthin.

(talkin)
I gotcha, happened?

[Project (talkin)
Man, I was off wit my nigga, man dis shit fucked up!

Pat]
I gotta from my dawg, Gangsta Fred jus da other day
Met some nigga da other way, wanna purchase llao (weed)
dey wanna get good shit for da low-low
Fred grew-up wit dis nigga by da
be da po-po, dats da way my mind think
Thought about da shit for a minute, den I a drank
Thinkin of a coma, knowin I aint gonna
up my cousin, Poncho, let em rob, assault
Den he off, wit da goods to a ron-de-vou, spot
Handed back his dope, den we split da loot
Rudy-Poo's, always gettin, got, sumthin
Infactuated wit da game, curious
Dat'll kill da cat, cause da game to be told
Quit smokin crack, my nigg-a, to be sold
old, never worries me, I don't giva fuck
???????? stayed on mind, dat nigga up.

- 2X
If you hoes wanna go
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, wit da trigga, I can...)

Pat]
We can set dis shit up, for a, secluded
em bring himself, and da duffle-bag carrier
Met him 4am, hit Creek Hill, at a
In a hot car, and a rouger gun
Another came, wit da nigga, dey got out of 'Lac (Caddilac)
Fred slammed da door, crossed da trunk, "Where da at?"
Nigga a sniff, and he seen dat da shit was straight
Said dat da was in his trunk, now I'm thinkin, "Wait."
"What's goin on?", partner da dope off da trunk
Raisin up my tech, nigga in da trunk, da pump
Bullets off, Fred caught one, in da chest
Lucky for my nigg', he was bullet proof vest
tech, but I coulda died, cause it jammed up
Pump at my dome, when Poncho feet had slammed up
Shot da .45, blowin niggaz azz off
we got em down, wit da cheese and da sawed-off.

- 2X
If you hoes go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we play fair
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, wit da trigga, I can...)

[Project
Two weeks later, still knowin da fuckery
dat a nigga pulled, spot a police watchin me
Watchin me, cause I fit description of a
Pullin me, over, now he where my license at
"Officer, I done left my at da house, sir."
Still took me Down-town, cause da police care
in lower-level, man a simple situation
Turned into, a investigation
Ima ex-con, so I need a walk through
To dis jail shit, wonderin, "Who did dey to?"
been my dawg, not my nigg', dat's a hell naw
Dey done my tech, but I ain't got shit to tell ya'll
Feelin sick, cause dey finna send me up da river
Couldn't be a snitch, cause I can't on my nigga
Tech, match da gun, Woons(police) bout to let me go
wit da gun charge, violated my parole.

- 2X
If you hoes go dere
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, wit da trigga, I can...)
In da streets, we don't play
We can get gangsta, we can get gangsta, we can get gangsta.
(Boom, boom, wit da trigga, I can...)
(Boom, boom, wit da trigga, I can...)