Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide Gangsta

Wassup Chi
Yea
Murder Inc. back up in area
On that gangsta shit you
worldwide
Worldwide shit
You nah I mean?
Chi town to
to motherfuckin' L.A.
We connect
shit

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

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

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

We just thugs, gangsta pimps
Hoes fall in love the way we throw this
The hummers on dubs look like tanks and
We came to the bank, don't blink be sick
(Oh)

Nigga all of our is for the chips
And I don't chase hoes, just and bricks
let me sum it up
Y'all is dumb enough
Run on up, the guns we tuck,
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 when the shells pop
I sell rock
Got outta jail on bail, gettin' to plot
Yo I niggas
Then smack niggas
Give me the nigga or get clap nigga
Nigga I ain't one of rap niggas
I'm a big gat
Bangin' and to be a rich ass nigga
Don't get tired in streets
My died in these streets
only one option, provide for these streets
My peeps out here so I ride these streets
Spent out here, grind on these streets
I know the deal out
It's out here
Got bud murdered and I'm still out here
Rockland, Inc. you get killed out here
Chi town, New York, blood spill out
And thugs me, still out here
Yeah you heard nigga, I'm still out

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

Murder Inc. gets poppin' pills,
you like it
Niggas get extorted, get excited
Known to riots, the rule and I N C
Got fedaraleighs me, the Y G and I G
Put it together orientated
Through guns, drugs, and good
conversations, we call it real talk
And that shit spreads all the way from L.A. to New
And I talk, that's when you get to smash on niggas
Catch 'em in the dark spot and put the flash on
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