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

I'm sure you

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

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

[Hell
Yo, from a jail cell back to the bricks
Its Hell Rell from the the the Dips!
See I got to put work back on the again
Bounce back on my again
Gators on my feet again
some guns these haters back with the beef again
Red-dot them infared back on the heat again
And they wanna me up throw away the key
'cause I'm sitting on enough coke to away a key
em you wanna kill me come and do it I don't give a fuck
Diplomats it up
Clack Clack it up
Hard dick have money what I a slut
Escalade call that this nigga truck
My gun bust need I say
Now I've got my moms telling me I should more
Mami please I get on my knees that shit ain't for geez
I'm bout to take my ass to hell for all the I squeeze (Let's go)

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

[Hell
Yea I'm still out
So what the judge the bail
Niggaz run around saying what gonna do to Rell(Nothin)
Two P-89's on me call me Rell
niggaz talk about your bodies I don't shoot and tell
And you still playing you ain't even to culture
First you up then you what you rollercoaster?
Tre pound grip what my holster holding
And there's a baby being born a fiend
Must have been my dope did em man
I party on the yacht with hoes or her pigeon friends
You tell a slut you her and miss her hug her and kiss her
I her and diss her probably was your cousin or sister
I got sucking dick, put product on the strip
a nigga pay a nigga just to bottle up a brick
But I'm trying to make sure that my move
A young nigga I was laid I hamma dosage

[Hell
For paper snatch you daughter up
pulling Porches up
Cam I'm hungry now go and kick your Air Jordans up
Put your hand on me moms'll get it in the mail
I was more than you when I was sitting in a cell
All the streets wanted to was where's Hell Rell
There go Jim there go but where's Hell Rell
There go Freaky Santana but Hell Rell
I'm here now thanks for all the fan mail
But fuck a bitch I don't them either (Naw)
The powder black the coke is white so I cook it's like jungle fever
A niggaz going to be shot in their face
for every dollar that they got in their safe
See I'm something like a (Yea)
I kidnap your kids their pajamas on (Yea)
And I still slap a nigga just for stepping on my on whites
I'm in the hood like cheese and Mike and Ikes