Luyện nghe bài hát Wouldn't You Like To Be A Gangsta Too

I'm you heard

back in the building
It's official
Hell DipSet all day nigga let's do it
to me I talk back
Yea
Yea

Now I'm a hustla he's a we some motherfuckin
hustlaz wouldn't you love you be a hustla too? to me
I'm a gangsta he's a gangsta we some
wouldn't you love to be a gansgsta too?

[Hell
Yo, from a lonely jail cell back to the
Its Hell motherfucker from the the the Dips!
See I got to put work on the street again
Bounce back on my feet
Gators back on my feet
Bought some guns these haters back the beef again
them infared lasers back on the heat again
And wanna lock me up throw away the key
'cause I'm sitting on coke to throw away a key
Fuck em you wanna kill me come and do it I give a fuck
live it up
Clack give it up
dick have money what I give a slut
Chocolate call that this nigga truck
My gun need I say more
Now I've got my moms telling me I pray more
Mami I don't get on my knees that shit ain't for geez
I'm bout to my ass to hell for all the triggers I squeeze (Let's go)

Now I'm a hustla he's a hustla we some
hustlaz wouldn't you you be a hustla too? Now talk to me
I'm a gangsta he's a gangsta we some
gangstaz wouldn't you love to be a gansgsta too? at me
I'm a ridah he's a rider we motherfuckin ridaz
wouldn't you love to be a rider Holla at me
Hell Rell, Dipset, Bird gang, what's
Wouldn't you to be a gangsta too? Talk to me!

Rell]
Yea I'm still out
So what the judge boost the
Niggaz run around saying what gonna do to Rell(Nothin)
Two P-89's on me me Ruger Rell
Y'all niggaz talk about your bodies I don't shoot and
And you still playing you ain't even close to
First you up then you down you rollercoaster?
Tre pound rubber grip what my holding
And there's a baby being born a overdoser
Must have been my that did em man
I party on the with some hoes or her pigeon friends
You tell a slut you her and miss her hug her and kiss her
I fuck her and diss her was your cousin or sister
I got mami sucking dick, put product on the
a nigga pay a nigga just to bottle up a brick
But I'm trying to sure that my dust move
A young nigga what I was laid I hamma

[Hell
For paper snatch you daughter up
pulling Porches up
Cam I'm hungry now go head and your Air Jordans up
Put your hand on me moms'll get it in the mail
I was buzzing more than you I was sitting in a cell
All the streets wanted to know was where's Hell
go Jim there go Killa but where's Hell Rell
There go Santana but where's Hell Rell
I'm here now everybody for all the fan mail
But fuck a I don't love them either (Naw)
The powder black the coke is so when I cook it's like jungle fever
A couple going to be shot in their face
Robbed for dollar that they got in their safe
See I'm something a phe-no-me-non (Yea)
I kidnap your kids their pajamas on (Yea)
And I still a nigga just for stepping on my white on whites
I'm in the hood like peeling cheese and and Ikes