Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't No Gangsta

[50
If you ain't worth a mil, you ain't far from broke
Got heart to sell weed but you scared of dope
I snitch on my peoples if the feds grabbed me
Yo ass would hit more notes than Ron
I wouldn't rhyme about Rolleys if I had no
Wouldnt write crack if I ain't had no spot
You talk six coupe you only pushing a trey
Got bitches you down in the C.L.K
For cats like you, crime pay
You just linger in the hood, them niggaz you away
You the type to get when I'm locked up, get yo jewels rocked up
Then to tuck em in when I pop up
Niggaz in the sayin "50's Grimy"
Cause they hit me wit Kosami and now they can't 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
You'se a busta, a customer, a
You fake fraudulent
You a gangsta
I should cut ya, cock back and bust ya or you out cause
We trust ya

[50
You owe a nigga? You don't wanna pay
Kill him, what they said ta ta disapper him
ain't got to believe me
When I'm with this rhyme 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
When it's 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 it when she say "Papi I feel it in my Belly"
up all my niggaz in New York on the celly
First I'm sayin is "Nigga what da deally"
Pack a pound up under my Pelle Pelle
niggaz want war, clap clap, Oh really?
I niggaz slang packs in front of the deli
Got 20 inch sittin on my perili
Lorenzo on the 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, cock back and bust ya or you out cause
We trust ya

[50
Fix the cell, blast the room devil spray, proof
Hoe whip, proof, yopu ain't fuckin wit me, duke
from Filipe, 19 five, what we pay
Cop on a week mad hard to catch him on the
Niggaz backed up, to the gut, that'll bet him up
Gettin fed thru his arm in a wil slim him up
Get it thru yo head, 50 Cent don't
I cock triggers light the blockup, iller than times
Real shit, you it cause you seen it
I spit it cause I did it and I it
Man, I don't like none of
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 rapping ass niggaz ain't no drugs
Gotta show me some cause my sins are bluffed

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 don't ya