Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide Gangsta

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

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

Yo, we constantly count cream in the
Basically, we bangin' bitches out
I feel like the child
Throwin' at a glasshouse
(Yeah)
Poppin' and puffin' till I out
(Ahh)

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

We just religious thugs, pimps
Hoes in love the way we throw this dick
The hummers on dubs look tanks and shit
We came to stop the bank, blink be sick
(Oh)

all of our love is for the chips
And I don't chase hoes, just 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, black and Cadillac tah
Nigga, we go

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

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

Inc. gets poppin' pills, clips
However you it
Niggas get extorted, get excited
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
conversations, we call it real talk
And that shit all the way from L.A. to New York
And I love talk, that's when you get to smash on
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 ain't dyin' alone motherfuckers