Luyện nghe bài hát Weak Niggaz

Gangsta g-g-gangsta,
g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, gangsta, niggaz perpetrate
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz

Gangsta g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, gangsta, weak perpetrate
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz

I grab my I swat this bug, he laid to rest
wit T-R-I-P-L, E-S-I-X
Niggaz be talkin' but in the end I fuck 'em up
In the beginnin' they could've survived but they had no
Bitch where you graduated from, I said a of hoe-in'
in yo face, off in the streets aint nothin' but hoe is showin'
Too light, too fuckin' light to try to fight
you with knives, shoot you with - nines and take yo life

Yea we know you niggaz are fuckin' scared we don't play around
Never wanna step Three 6 Mafia put you in the ground
People say you buck but we all know that's that liquor bro
Niggaz swear you hype but all that hyper is from hittin' snow
If a member call me then I'm gonna my yawks and roll
Ride down on yo block and close up shop and leave yo cold
Foo this ain't no game so tuck ya chain and coward hide yo
High cappin' and in yo rappin' just might get ya killed

They don't fuck wit you like ya fucked them
Yo pockets tore down from limb to
You got no ends, now you got no
Now its to get the strap and go and do they ass in

They don't fuck wit you like ya fucked them
Yo pockets tore down limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now its time to get the strap and go and do ass in

Whachu doin' round hea? My I gotta get ya
Fresh outta jail-ie, my on bailin', so I split ya
Head to the meet-ie, to the needy so fuck the rest
No understandin', Projects the greedy, ya be next
I'm robbin' victims of the face of a?
No hesitatin', I come out buckin' so the nine
Off in East Memphis transactin' bizness I you straight
I'm buckin' you fakers who ain't got cheese, the ones I

Could it be me, it be somethin' in the fuckin' air
Im seein' niggaz, niggaz bodies flyin' everywhere
You wanna if the Lord is mackin' or a fuckin' player
I'm keepin' all of you in my fuckin' prayers
Everywhere that I go I'm gettin' all these evil
I'm sick of all of hatin' muthafuckas in my hair
All in my bizness, God is my witness I don't even
Cause all you bitches you get the *blaah* died yeah

They don't wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down from to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now its time to get the strap and go and do ass in

They don't fuck wit you like ya with them
Yo pockets down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now its time to get the and go and do they ass in

Deep deep in trenches of Memphis where I'm seriously pimpin'
Da Koopsta da breakin' mo bitches than London got bridges
Send this to you so you besta listen well
Touch me and you'll die see you can burn wit me in
hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-I for you niggas that've lost it
Spl-izat iz-ass, will?off it
Call Chris mane, dump 'em in a ditch
Witness this bit whipped up outta the Six riders

My nigga CB he be back out here on these bricks
He in doors, he lookin' for him some dividends
He kidnappin' hoes so he can make him money mane
And fuckin' wit him is like fuckin' wit somethin'
Ya be tough, nigga ya gotta be rough
ash to ash nigga, and dust to dust
In gats we trust nigga, it ain't much nigga
talkin' to us nigga, we blowin' ya up

They don't fuck wit you like ya with them
Yo pockets down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now its to get the strap and go and do they ass in

They don't wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now its to get the strap and go and do they ass in

I'm smoked out, snorted out, and I'm blown