Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide Gangstas

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

Mother
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 niggas dead for the stacks
Slumped over, head in lap

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

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

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

Nigga all of our is for the chips
And I chase hoes, just 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 when the shells pop
Still I sell
Got jail on bail, gettin' ready to plot
Yo I niggas
bitch smack niggas
Give me the crack nigga or get nigga
Nigga I one of these rap niggas
I'm a big gat
Bangin' and slangin' to be a ass nigga
Don't get tired in streets
My nigga died in these
It's only one option, provide for streets
My peeps out here so I with these streets
Spent out here, grind on these streets
I the deal out here
It's out here
Got bitch bud murdered and I'm still out
Rockland, Murder Inc. you get killed out
Chi town, New York, blood spill out
And thugs like me, still out
Yeah you nigga, I'm still out here

A yo I up, lied up outta my mind
Black Cadillac truck nigga, loaded nines
To my thugs on the block, them dimes
I got on the block, look at my eyes
Rockland, Inc. what the fuck you think?
Me and whole plan is to cover 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 braids, I been plug nigga
It's to the game
Cats me play not to lose in this game
You see this little makin' moves 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 right nigga, we

Murder Inc. gets pills, clips
you like it
Niggas get extorted, get excited
Known to riots, the rule and I N C
Got watchin' me, the Y G and I G
Put it together orientated
Through guns, drugs, and relations
Real conversations, we call it real
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 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, to each is own
The ain't dyin' alone motherfuckers