Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide Gangsta

Wassup Chi
Yea
Murder Inc. up in your area
On that gangsta shit you
worldwide
Worldwide shit
You nah what I
Chi town to
Houston to L.A.
We nigger
shit

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

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

gangsta shit is for all my youngs who flip 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 sluts, long dickin' in the guts

We just religious thugs, pimps
fall in love the way we throw this dick
The hummers on dubs 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 sell
Got outta on bail, gettin' ready to plot
Yo I kidnap
Then smack niggas
Give me the crack or get clap nigga
Nigga I one of these rap niggas
I'm a big gat
Bangin' and slangin' to be a rich ass
get tired in these streets
My nigga died in these
It's only one option, provide for streets
My peeps out here so I ride with these
Spent weeks out here, grind on these
I the deal out here
real out here
Got bitch bud and I'm still out here
Rockland, Murder Inc. you get killed out
Chi town, New York, blood spill out
And thugs me, still out here
Yeah you nigga, I'm still out here

A yo I ride up, up outta my mind
Black Cadillac truck nigga, with nines
To my on the block, holdin' them dimes
I got on the block, look at my eyes
Rockland, Inc. what the fuck you think?
Me and Gotti whole plan is to cover the
We don't wanna you man, fuck the beef
We a lot of these grams, and clutch the heat
To moves to be made, fake thug niggas
Get a few they braids, I been plug nigga
It's to the game
Cats like me not to lose in this game
You see this nigga makin' moves in the range
I see you wack still crusin' with lames
Get full 'cause it's food to the brain
nigga spit fire and flames
Get it right nigga, we

Murder Inc. gets poppin' pills,
However you it
Niggas get extorted, bitches get
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 relations
Real conversations, we call it real
And shit spreads all the way from L.A. to New York
And I talk, that's when you get to smash on niggas
'em in the dark spot and put the flash on niggas
Cameras, lights, action, go at the master
C's and past if when I die blow my
Off the shores of Costa Rica, to each is own
The rule ain't dyin' alone