Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't No Gangsta

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

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

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

[50
Fix the cell, the room devil spray, turnin proof
Hoe whip, bulet proof, yopu ain't wit me, duke
from Filipe, 19 five, what we pay
Cop on a week mad hard to him on the weekday
Niggaz backed up, slugs to the gut, bet him up
Gettin fed thru his arm in a hospital wil him up
Get it thru yo head, 50 Cent care
I cock triggers light the blockup, than times square
shit, you spit it cause you seen it
I it cause I did it and I mean it
Man, I don't like of y'all
around I'll 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 or 'cause
I got love for thugs niggaz firing
Stage ass niggaz ain't sold no drugs
Gotta show me some love my sins are bluffed

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 trust ya