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 perpetrate

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

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

Yea we know you niggaz are fuckin' scared 'cause we play around
wanna step 'cause Three 6 Mafia put you in the ground
People say you buck but we all know that's just that bro
Niggaz swear you hype but all that hyper is from hittin' snow
If a member me then I'm gonna pack my yawks and roll
Ride down on yo block and close up shop and leave yo body
Foo this no game so tuck ya chain and coward hide yo grill
High cappin' and dissin' in yo just might get ya killed

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

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

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

They don't fuck wit you like ya with them
Yo tore down from limb 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 fucked with
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

Deep deep in them of Memphis where I'm seriously pimpin'
Da Koopsta da Knicca breakin' mo bitches than got bridges
Send this to you niggas so you besta listen
me and you'll die see you can burn wit me in hell
This hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-I for you niggas lost it
Spl-izat yi-zo iz-ass, it
Call Chris mane, shit 'em in a ditch
this wicked bit whipped up outta the Six riders

My nigga CB he be back out on these bricks again
He kickin' in doors, he lookin' for him dividends
He kidnappin' hoes so he can make him some money
And fuckin' wit him is fuckin' wit somethin' different
Ya be tough, nigga ya gotta be rough
Like ash to ash nigga, and 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 fucked them
Yo tore 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 fuck wit you like ya fucked them
Yo pockets tore 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

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