Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide Gangsta

Wassup Chi
Yea
Inc. back up in your area
On that gangsta you know
worldwide
Worldwide shit
You nah what I
Chi to Miami
Houston to L.A.
We connect
shit

Mother
You frontin' we comin' with niggas
Aiya fifteen's up the street bigger
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Guns bigger niggas run
We squeeze
(Ahh haa)
And leave niggas dead for the
Slumped over, in they lap

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

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

We just religious thugs, pimps
fall in love the way we throw this dick
The on dubs look like tanks and shit
We came to stop the bank, don't blink be
(Oh)

Nigga all of our is for the chips
And I don't chase hoes, 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 when the pop
Still I rock
Got outta jail on bail, gettin' to plot
Yo I kidnap
Then bitch smack
Give me the crack or get clap nigga
Nigga I ain't one of these rap
I'm a big gat
Bangin' and slangin' to be a ass nigga
Don't get in these streets
My nigga died in streets
only one option, provide for these streets
My out here so I ride with these streets
Spent weeks out here, on these streets
I know the out here
real out here
Got bitch bud murdered and I'm out here
Rockland, Inc. you get killed out here
Chi town, New York, blood out here
And like me, still out here
you heard nigga, I'm still out here

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

Murder Inc. gets 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 together family
Through guns, drugs, and good
conversations, we call it real talk
And that spreads 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 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 Rica, nigga to each is own
The ain't dyin' alone motherfuckers