Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't No Gangsta

[50
Look If you worth a mil, you ain't far from broke
Got anought heart to sell weed but you scared of
I wouldn't snitch on my peoples if the grabbed me
Yo ass would hit more notes Ron Isley
I wouldn't rhyme about if I had no watch
write about crack if I ain't had no spot
You talk six coupe shit you pushing a trey
Got bitches you down in the C.L.K
For cats you, crime don't pay
You just linger in the hood, them niggaz you away
You the to get paper when I'm locked up, get yo jewels rocked up
Then have to tuck em in I pop up
Niggaz in the sayin "50's Grimy"
they hit me wit Kosami and now they can't find me
If you see it how I see it, my is yo whip
And I can cop anotha one each assist

x 2
You no gangsta
a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fraudulent motherfucker
You a gangsta
I should cut ya, cock back and ya or stomp you out cause
We trust ya

[50
You owe a nigga? You wanna pay him?
Kill him, what they said ta ta disapper him
Y'all ain't got to me
When I'm done with this rhyme if theres I'll hit a flick
Wit Mariella this connect bitch, chick
She ain't hot but I fuck the coke right drops
When time to get it on (what)
I pull the thong (uh huh)
Fuck till I nut then get up, I'm (yeah)
Usualy hit it watchin way out in L.A.
I it when she say "Papi I feel it in my Belly"
Call up all my in New York on the celly
thing I'm sayin is "Nigga what da deally"
Pack a pound up under my Pelle Pelle
Y'all niggaz want war, clap, Oh really?
I watch niggaz slang in front of the deli
Got 20 inch chrome sittin on my
Lorenzo on the Benzo you feel me?

x 2
You no gangsta
a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fake fraudulent
You a gangsta
I should cut ya, back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We trust ya

[50
Fix the cell, blast the room devil spray, proof
Hoe whip, bulet proof, yopu fuckin wit me, duke
Bricks Filipe, 19 five, what we pay
Cop on a mad hard to catch him on the weekday
backed up, slugs to the gut, that'll bet him up
Gettin fed thru his arm in a hospital wil him up
Get it thru yo head, 50 Cent don't
I cock light the blockup, iller than times square
shit, you spit it cause you seen it
I spit it I did it and I mean it
Man, I don't like none of
Fuck I'll run in y'all pop one in y'all
Had the whole talkin bout what I done to y'all
Listen I don't give a fuck if you or 'cause
I got love for thugs niggaz firing
Stage ass niggaz ain't sold no drugs
Gotta me some love cause my sins are bluffed

x 2
You ain't no
You'se a busta, a customer, a
You fake motherfucker
You ain't a
I should cut ya, cock back and bust ya or you out cause
We trust ya