Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide Gangsta

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

Mother
You frontin' we comin' heat niggas
Aiya fifteen's up the street bigger
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Guns make bigger run
We triggers
(Ahh haa)
And niggas dead for the stacks
Slumped over, head in lap

Yo, we constantly count in the crackhouse
Basically, we bangin' back out
I like the last child
Throwin' bricks at a
(Yeah)
Poppin' and puffin' till I 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 to my town
(Ahh)
We diggin sluts, long in the guts

We religious thugs, gangsta pimps
Hoes fall in love the way we throw dick
The on dubs 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 hoes, just pesos and bricks
let me sum it up
Y'all niggas is enough
Run on up, the we tuck, bust
Ashes to ashes, to dust

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

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

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

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