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 if the feds grabbed me
Yo ass would hit notes than Ron Isley
I wouldn't about Rolleys if I had no watch
Wouldnt write about crack if I ain't had no
You talk six coupe you only pushing a trey
Got shutting you down in the C.L.K
For cats like you, crime pay
You just linger in the hood, niggaz blow you away
You the type to get paper when I'm locked up, get yo rocked up
have to tuck em in when I pop up
Niggaz in the sayin "50's Grimy"
Cause they hit me wit Kosami and now they find me
If you see it how I see it, my watch is yo
And I can cop one afta 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 bust ya or stomp you out
We trust ya

[50
You owe a nigga? You don't 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 time hit a flick
Wit Mariella connect bitch, Peruvian chick
She ain't hot but eevrytime I fuck the right drops
When it's to get it on (what)
I pull over the (uh huh)
Fuck till I nut then get up, I'm (yeah)
Usualy hit it watchin way out in L.A.
I like it when she say "Papi I it in my Belly"
up all my niggaz in New York on the celly
First thing I'm sayin is "Nigga da deally"
Pack a trey up under my Pelle Pelle
Y'all niggaz want war, clap, Oh really?
I watch niggaz slang packs in front of the
Got 20 inch chrome sittin on my
Lorenzo on the Benzo you feel me?

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

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

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