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
It's ticial
Hell Rell DipSet all day let's do it
Talk to me I talk
Yea
Yea

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

Rell]
Yo, from a lonely jail cell to the bricks
Its Rell motherfucker from the the the Dips!
See I got to put work back on the again
Bounce back on my feet
Gators back on my again
Bought guns these haters back with the beef again
Red-dot them infared lasers on the heat again
And they lock me up throw away the key
'cause I'm sitting on enough coke to throw a key
Fuck em you wanna kill me come and do it I give a fuck
The Diplomats it up
Clack give it up
dick have money what I give a slut
Chocolate call that Snickers truck
My gun need I say more
Now I've got my moms me I should pray more
Mami please I don't get on my that shit ain't for G's
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 hustla we some
wouldn't you love 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 too? Holla at me
I'm a ridah he's a rider we some ridaz
wouldn't you love to be a too? Holla at me
Hell Rell, Dipset, Bird gang, what's
Wouldn't you like to be a too? Talk to me!

[Hell
Yea I'm gettin out
So what the judge the bail
Niggaz run around saying what they do to Rell (Nothin)
Two P-89's on me me Ruger Rell
Y'all niggaz talk your bodies I don't shoot and tell
And you still playing you ain't even close to
First you up then you down what you
Tre pound rubber grip my holster holding
And a baby being born a fiend overdoser
have been my dope that did em man
I party on the yacht with some hoes or her friends
You tell a slut you her and miss her hug her and kiss her
I fuck her and diss her probably was your cousin or
I got mami dick, put product on the strip
Spray a nigga pay a nigga to bottle up a brick
But I'm trying to make that my dust move
A young nigga what I was I hamma dosage

[Hell
For that paper you daughter up
Cruise pulling up
Cam I'm hungry now go head and kick Air Jordans up
Put your on me your moms'll get it in the mail
I was buzzing more you when I was sitting in a cell
All the wanted to know was where's Hell Rell
There go Jimmy go Killa but where's Hell Rell
There go Freaky, Santana but where's Hell
I'm here now thanks for all the fan mail
But fuck a I don't love them either (Naw)
The pot the coke is white so when I cook it's like jungle fever
A couple niggaz to be shot in their face
Robbed for every dollar they got in their safe
See I'm like a phe-no-me-non (Yea)
I your kids with their pajamas on (Yea)
And I still slap a just for stepping on my white on whites
I'm in the hood like peeling cheese and Mike and