Luyện nghe bài hát Weak Niggaz

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

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

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

Yea we know you niggaz are fuckin' 'cause we don't play around
Never wanna step 'cause 6 Mafia put you in the ground
People say you but we all know that's just that liquor bro
swear you hype but all that hyper is from hittin' that snow
If a member me then I'm gonna pack my yawks and roll
down on yo block and close up shop and leave yo body cold
Foo this ain't no 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 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 fuck wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down from limb to
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 nigga I get ya
Fresh jail-ie, my mind on bailin', so I split ya
Head to the meet-ie, give to the so fuck the rest
No understandin', the greedy, ya could be next
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 you straight
I'm buckin' you fakers who ain't got cheese, the ones I

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

They don't fuck wit you ya fucked with 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

don't fuck wit you like ya fucked with 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

Deep deep in trenches of Memphis where I'm seriously pimpin'
Da da Knicca breakin' mo bitches than London got bridges
Send this to you niggas so you listen well
Touch me and you'll die see you can burn wit me in
This hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-I for you that've lost it
yi-zo iz-ass, will?off 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 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 different
Ya gotta be tough, nigga ya gotta be
Like ash to ash nigga, and to dust
In gats we trust nigga, it really much nigga
talkin' to us nigga, we blowin' ya up

They don't wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo tore 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

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

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