Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't Gang

Hey
Why hatin' on a youngin'?
Said why they hatin' on a

Nigga you can't hang, you ain't gang,
You can't hang, nigga you can't hang, you gang, gang
Nigga you hang, you can't hang, hang
You can't, you hang, you ain't gang, gang

1]
Bitch I'm an OG, but I'm quick to it like a youngin'
In my pockets, all hundreds, run up on me, bitch I'm
I was on the corner with my niggas, came from nothin'
these bitches, I don't trust 'em, I'm a dog, fuck her cousin
They like, "Goddamn Bibby why you on that block shit?"
Get you shot quick 'round them niggas I don't rock
I niggas turned Christian when they feel that hot shit
Thought you was a savage, now you on that watch shit
Give a if you box well, I got hot shells
Ls, pull up back to back and give your block hell
Pistol whip your kids, I'm a demon, rot in Hell
Do the time, I will not tell I'm Vondell

Nigga you can't hang, you gang, gang
You hang, nigga you can't hang, you ain't gang, gang
Nigga you can't hang, you can't hang,
You can't, you can't hang, you ain't gang,

2]
Mama always told me the streets ain't got no love for you
Niggas get in jam, tellin' on their blood brother
Need the type of homies Edai, do a dub for you
Niggas stand around, they workin', they just bloodsuckers
Love my lil' brother cause he always keep it with me
If it fall down, he be right there to build with me
Right in the field with me, robber, he gon' kill with me
And we get into it week, but he still with me
And I'm steak now, but I'm with that beef shit
these old niggas, they can't tell me 'bout no street shit
Love the you starve with, them the ones you eat with
I trust these bitches, only Nina who I sleep with

Nigga you can't hang, you gang, gang
You hang, nigga you can't hang, you ain't gang, gang
you can't hang, you can't hang, hang
You can't, you can't hang, you gang, gang

See you 'round flexin' and shit with all them guns, boy. Lord knows you got a license for every one of them bitches. Stop flexin', boy. You ain't tryna catch nothin'. Ayy, ayy

3]
All these niggas 'round car crackin', we just that broad trappin'
I was in the field my youngins, where it's all action
I just my part, goin' hard for the squad
If a nigga play with me, he gon' to meet his god
And I'm still through the hood, grippin' on the steel
a fuck 'bout how you feel, they know why I kept it hard
Fuck the police and the
If ask me 'bout a murder, I just tell 'em I was blind
Like my name was Charles
Talkin' way before hip-hop, in a Ziploc
White and Marley doin' drills, got the strip hot
I was shootin' dice, tryna up on a big knot
You was in the class crackin' jokes like you Rock

Nigga you can't hang, you gang, gang
You can't hang, you can't hang, you ain't gang, gang
Nigga you can't hang, you can't hang,
You can't, you hang, you ain't gang, gang

You hang, nigga, nigga, you ain't gang
You hang, hang
You know, man
gang shit