Luyện nghe bài hát Wouldn't You Like To Be Gansta Too?

"Wouldn't You Like To Be A Too?"

I'm you heard

He's back in the
official ticial
Hell Rell all day nigga let's do it
Talk to me I back
Yea
Yea

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

Rell]
Yo, from a lonely jail cell to the bricks
Its Hell Rell from the the the Dips!
See I got to put work on the street again
back on my feet again
Gators back on my again
Bought some guns these haters back with the beef
Red-dot infared lasers back on the heat again
And they wanna lock me up 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 don't a fuck
The live it up
Clack Clack it up
Hard dick have money what I give a
Escalade call that Snickers truck
My gun bust I say more
Now I've got my moms telling me I should pray
Mami please I get on my knees that shit ain't for G's
I'm to take my ass to hell for all the triggers I squeeze (Let's go)

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

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

[Hell
For that paper snatch you up
Cruise Porches up
Cam I'm hungry now go and kick your Air Jordans up
Put your hand on me your get it in the mail
I was buzzing more than you when I was sitting in a
All the streets to know was where's Hell Rell
There go Jimmy there go Killa but where's Rell
There go Freaky, Santana but where's Hell
I'm here now everybody for all the fan mail
But fuck a bitch I don't love either (Naw)
The pot black the coke is white so when I cook it's like fever
A couple 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 with their pajamas on (Yea)
And I still a nigga just for stepping on my white on whites
I'm in the like peeling cheese and Mike and Ikes