Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide Gangstas

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

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

Yo, we constantly cream in the crackhouse
Basically, we bangin' bitches out
I feel the last child
Throwin' bricks at a
(Yeah)
and puffin' till I pass 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 dickin' in the

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

Nigga all of our love is for the
And I don't chase hoes, pesos and bricks
let me sum it up
Y'all niggas is dumb
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, black and Cadillac tah
Nigga, we go

I'm when the shells pop
I sell rock
Got outta jail on bail, ready to plot
Yo I kidnap
Then bitch smack
Give me the crack nigga or get clap
Nigga I ain't one of these rap
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, provide for these
My out here so I ride with these streets
Spent weeks out here, on these streets
I the deal out here
It's real out
Got bud murdered and I'm still out here
Rockland, Murder Inc. you get killed out
Chi town, New York, spill out here
And thugs like me, out here
Yeah you heard nigga, I'm still out

A yo I up, lied up outta my mind
Black Cadillac truck nigga, loaded nines
To my thugs on the block, holdin' dimes
I got love on the block, look at my
Rockland, Murder Inc. the fuck you think?
Me and whole plan is to cover the streets
We don't wanna you man, fuck the beef
We sell a lot of these grams, and clutch the
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 play not to lose in game
You see this little nigga moves in the range
I see you wack niggas still with lames
Get full nigga 'cause food to the brain
Rockland spit fire and flames
Get it nigga, we gangsta

Inc. gets poppin' pills, clips
However you it
Niggas get extorted, bitches get
to start 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
Real conversations, we it real talk
And that shit all the way from L.A. to New York
And I love talk, when you get to smash on niggas
Catch 'em in the 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 of Costa Rica, nigga to each is own
The rule ain't dyin' motherfuckers