Luyện nghe bài hát You Ain't No Gangsta

[50
Look If you ain't worth a mil, you ain't far from
Got heart to sell weed but you scared of dope
I wouldn't snitch on my peoples if the feds me
Yo ass hit more notes than Ron Isley
I wouldn't rhyme about Rolleys if I had no
Wouldnt write about if I ain't had no spot
You talk six coupe shit you pushing a trey
Got shutting you down in the C.L.K
For cats like you, don't pay
You just linger in the hood, niggaz blow you away
You the type to get paper when I'm locked up, get yo jewels 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 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 no gangsta
You'se a busta, a customer, a
You fake fraudulent
You ain't a
I cut ya, cock back and bust ya or stomp you out cause
We trust ya

[50
You owe a nigga? You wanna pay him?
Kill him, that's what said ta ta disapper him
ain't got to believe 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
it's time to get it on (what)
I pull over the (uh huh)
Fuck till I nut get up, I'm gone (yeah)
Usualy hit it tele way out in L.A.
I it when she say "Papi I feel it in my Belly"
Call up all my niggaz in New York on the
First thing I'm sayin is "Nigga da deally"
Pack a trey up under my Pelle Pelle
Y'all niggaz war, clap clap, Oh really?
I watch niggaz slang packs in front of the
Got 20 inch chrome sittin on my
on the Benzo nigga you feel me?

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

[50
Fix the cell, the room devil spray, turnin proof
Hoe whip, bulet proof, yopu 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, slugs to the gut, 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 spit it I did it and I mean it
Man, I don't like of y'all
Fuck around I'll run in y'all pop one in
Had the whole hood talkin bout I done to y'all
Listen I don't give a fuck if you or 'cause
I got for thugs niggaz firing slugs
Stage rapping ass niggaz ain't sold no
Gotta me some love cause my sins are bluffed

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