Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't No Gangsta

[50
Look If you ain't worth a mil, you ain't far broke
Got anought to sell weed but you scared of dope
I wouldn't snitch on my if the feds grabbed me
Yo ass would hit more notes than Ron
I rhyme about Rolleys if I had no watch
write about crack if I ain't had no spot
You talk six coupe shit you only a trey
Got bitches shutting you in the C.L.K
For cats you, crime don't pay
You just linger in the hood, them niggaz blow you
You the type to get paper when I'm up, get yo jewels rocked up
Then have to em in when I pop up
in the hood sayin "50's Grimy"
Cause they hit me wit Kosami and now 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 ain't no
a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fake fraudulent
You ain't a
I should cut ya, cock and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We don't ya

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

x 2
You ain't no
a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fraudulent motherfucker
You a gangsta
I should cut ya, cock and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We trust ya

[50
Fix the cell, blast the room spray, turnin proof
Hoe whip, proof, yopu ain't fuckin wit me, duke
Bricks Filipe, 19 five, what we pay
Cop on a week mad to catch him on the weekday
Niggaz up, slugs to the gut, that'll bet him up
Gettin fed thru his arm in a hospital wil him up
Get it yo head, 50 Cent don't care
I cock light the blockup, iller than times square
Real shit, you spit it you seen it
I it cause I did it and I mean it
Man, I don't like of y'all
Fuck around run in y'all pop one in y'all
Had the whole hood talkin bout what I to y'all
Listen I don't give a fuck if you blood or
I got love for niggaz firing slugs
rapping ass niggaz ain't sold no drugs
Gotta show me some cause my sins are bluffed

x 2
You no gangsta
a busta, a customer, a sucker
You fake motherfucker
You a gangsta
I should cut ya, back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We don't ya