Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide Gangsta

Wassup Chi
Yea
Murder Inc. back up in area
On that shit you know
Connect
Worldwide gangsta
You nah what I
Chi to Miami
to motherfuckin' L.A.
We nigger
shit

Mother
You frontin' we comin' with niggas
Aiya sweep up the street bigger
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
make bigger niggas run
We triggers
(Ahh haa)
And leave niggas for the stacks
Slumped over, in they lap

Yo, we count cream in the crackhouse
Basically, we bangin' back out
I like the last child
Throwin' bricks at a
(Yeah)
Poppin' and puffin' I pass out
(Ahh)

This gangsta shit is for all my youngs who birds
And hug the
In club they pop and twist the bud, nigga what
We live it up, from Chi town to my
(Ahh)
We diggin sluts, dickin' in the guts

We just religious thugs, gangsta
Hoes fall in the way we throw this dick
The hummers on look like tanks and shit
We came to stop the bank, don't be sick
(Oh)

all of our love is for the chips
And I don't chase hoes, pesos and bricks
let me sum it up
Y'all niggas is dumb
Run on up, the we tuck, bust
to ashes, dust to dust

at us, R O C K L A N D and I N C
With Boo and Gotti, Ferrari black and tah
Nigga, we go

I'm loud when the pop
Still I sell
Got outta jail on bail, ready to plot
Yo I kidnap
Then bitch smack
me the crack nigga or get clap nigga
Nigga I ain't one of these rap
I'm a big gat
Bangin' and to be a rich ass nigga
get tired in these streets
My died in these streets
only one option, provide for these streets
My peeps out here so I ride with streets
weeks out here, grind on these streets
I the deal out here
It's out here
Got bitch bud murdered and I'm still out
Rockland, Murder Inc. you get out here
Chi town, New York, blood spill out
And thugs like me, out here
Yeah you heard nigga, I'm still out

A yo I up, lied up outta my mind
Black Cadillac nigga, loaded with nines
To my thugs on the block, them dimes
I got love on the block, look at my
Rockland, Murder Inc. what the fuck you
Me and Gotti whole plan is to the streets
We don't wanna body you man, fuck the
We sell a lot of grams, and clutch the heat
To many moves to be made, thug niggas
Get a few through they braids, I plug nigga
rules to the game
Cats like me play not to lose in game
You see this little nigga moves in the range
I see you niggas still crusin' with lames
Get full nigga 'cause it's food to the
nigga spit fire and flames
Get it right nigga, we

Murder Inc. poppin' pills, clips
However you it
get extorted, bitches get excited
Known to riots, the rule and I N C
Got fedaraleighs me, the Y G and I G
Put it family orientated
Through guns, drugs, and good
conversations, we call it real talk
And that shit all the way from L.A. to New York
And I love talk, when you get to smash on niggas
Catch 'em in the dark and put the flash on niggas
Cameras, lights, action, go buck at the
C's and past if I die blow my ashes
Off the shores of Costa Rica, nigga to is own
The rule ain't dyin' motherfuckers