Luyện nghe bài hát We Gangsta

[Intro -
This for the money homeboy
Money, money, money nigga
It's like we balled till we falled, and we done falled till we balled
And then we back and bounce bitch

It's real simple
It's just to be what's in you nigga
If you a hustler, you get dough
And that's how it

- Birdman]
Them niggas about it but they know we gangsters
guns, army guns, quick to bang you
Pull up at the brand new fresh painted
Them want to ride hood rich and famous (X2)

1 - Allstar]
I got to get this money, I got to, I got to
Not a little a lot from rap, but raw
I'm on the East getting it in
On the low, since I met Stunna, I get for ten
I bought some new guns and got rid of some friends
I'm about my I get it from Slim
I grind hard, yeah I'm swagged up
Pimping in the car, I'm going to mask up or up
Hustler, gangster, old Chevrolet
Custom painted, love me in the hood
So I'm "fuck being famous"
You want to live my life
Trust me I'm dangerous, I keep a banger
What can I say but when it's on, on
And we don't call it off until gone
Allstar homie, keep a of a price
Cash Money a army and I earn my stripes

[Verse 2 - Yo
I'm a gangster since
You could put me on the scale and everything
I'm thirty six, old fish still stand
eat the nigga
And ride for my people nigga
I'm in the hood the goons be
assumed that me, be running around with CMB
I got a and I'm the general nigga
Money plentiful nigga, then why old lady into the nigga?
I'ma button down bricks hearing voices off in my
Like murder conspiracy, watching out for the FEDS
For real, I got Mexican friends, I ain't going to lie it
And I a few losses, I ain't going to cry about it
But I'll front you a brick if you to die about it
Nigga shot your homie in the head, you getting high about it
Yo Gotti, up I'm a snitch killer
Don't even speak to me Darth, you ain't a real

[Verse 3 -
Now I'm riding my town, got the key to my city
All the ten things, brand new in a minute
Every nigga in motherfucker know me dog
Living legend, riding fly, nigga ball you fall
Methenamine where I started the struggle
Gladys run sams in the circle we hustle
K.C. gave me the game, I it and tuck it
Nigga brought it to another cooking and cutting
From the seventeen's, nigga fifties and hundreds,
I made the Lamborghinis, Rolls Royces on buttons
And I done did my time, I get it, wouldn't get it
And got it on my mind because it's money bitches
All the time I'm about mine, nigga from digits
Green bag of cash, nigga how we feel it
Stunna Island popping bottles nigga them bitches
Got the money and fame and I'm cowboy
hundred

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