Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta ****

Yeah, niggas talking all that gangsta
like my money ain't no good in the hood
You know I mean?
Fucking blown off nigga, you know?

They, they talking that, gangsta shit
They ain't about man, matter of fact
me my strap, show me where they at
I'll stop 'em from talking like

They, they talking that, that gangsta
ain't about that man, matter of fact
Hand me my strap, show me they at
stop 'em from talking like that

I'm the talk to hit every barber shop and salon
'Cause these other niggas that rap ain't on the that I'm on
'Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 stay a gat
Thirty-two in the clip, hollow tips in the Mack

But when I through, shh the talking stop
My money long now, I can make the Pope get
Now, we can blow an hour talking the stones I rock
All the I got, 'cause he stunts in the drop

Now, naw, you love the kids, 50 on that shit
That been mobbed the bad man, bitchy as shit
I'm marking my music like on the block
So if you with me you gon' eat and you gon' if you not

smokers love me like they love Buddha
I'll send kids through the shooter
Crip niggas love me they love Hoova
They tell me see good

'Cause niggas see like you
They ain't used to a G you, bam

They, they that, that gangsta shit
ain't about that man, matter of fact
Hand me my strap, show me where at
I'll stop 'em talking like that

They, talking that, that gangsta shit
They ain't about man, matter of fact
Hand me my strap, show me where at
I'll stop 'em from like that

You think you a but we gonna just pay 'em a visit
Put the in the barrel so nobody hear it
I keep a holster on my shoulder like I'm Wayne
Shooting these niggas lights out like Lebron

Holla my name, a reason to see you bleeding
you feel these hollow tips, nigga, then we eating
Full of anger until there's no more bullets in the
nothing like when you get popped and don't know who to blame

A nigga told me, "Do your all by your lonely"
So I go hit niggas 'fore 50 couldn't even hold me
I'm waiting, to put a nigga under
Smoking we some Jamaicans fucking with this ganja

Ride with no hesitation, retaliation is a
Bad as I want to, some shit I just don't
So him out and watch how I knock him off
Everywhere you bitches go, I got a nigga watching

They, they that, that gangsta shit
They about that man, matter of fact
Hand me my strap, show me they at
I'll stop 'em from talking like

They, talking that, that gangsta shit
ain't about that man, matter of fact
Hand me my strap, show me where at
stop 'em from talking like that

Come on,
I ain't here to no friends, just cut the checks
I got a long pump put your stupid ass up in steps
niggas don't understand though
Probably 'cause my hand when I'm anticipating the lambo

out my bucket for niggas thinking they Rambo
You get one warning so I suggest you let your man
These rap niggas to be tough, nobody acting soft
they laid out in the hospital, eating applesauce

Usually for off and turn apologetic
Waving a flag, the danger they might have
My niggas so much ammo if you reach in the couch
For loose change, probably feel on the handle

Holding sixteens to get your and broke bones
So I suggest you get alarm systems in both
There's only one team on top, we one with a glock
Don't fuck around and get your dumb ass

They, they that, that gangsta shit
ain't about that man, matter of fact
Hand me my strap, show me where at
I'll 'em from talking like that

They, they talking that, that shit
They ain't that man, matter of fact
me my strap, show me where they at
I'll stop 'em from talking that