Luyện nghe bài hát Aint Gangsta

How you gonna take this? like a Man or a
you gon' get it on nigga or you gon'
I represent in the hood gettin' rich
man, I stack chips and I clips
3 Summers in the jail I thought life was hard
some niggas started fightin', some niggas God
you know me, sellin' leek in the yard
yo, I ran niggas who used to have Hummers
big as Hell in the joint '86 numbers
damm Dog, you been in that long?
you could think that, but say that and yo' ass is dead
a convo is only words, "yo whattup"
you ain't gotta work out to leave bitch cut up
let a nigga find out you on some home shit
and you tryin' to bounce without payin' a loan,
niggas beat cases on the strength of they cream
after the witnesses disappeared on the strength of team
I'm hard as to get along wit' so it never fails
a nigga I got with end up in the same jail
he had a L in bible paper blowin' the lye
I sent him a little kite to be blowin' his high
and when I shot you in why would I box you now?
If I catch you in the yard I'm'a ox you
niggas you think is real can't hold they own
I'll have 'em on some E.T. shit tryin' to home
in here a gemstar is like a Nine chrome
it's similar, they'll both split ya dome
scars are souvenirs, niggas take 'em home.

You got blown over the (that ain't gangsta)
Your Man ran when you got (that ain't gangsta)
rockin' a with no gat? (that ain't gangsta)
you a thug when you rap? (that ain't gangsta)
niggas you for your track? (that ain't gangsta)
you ran to other thugs to get it (that ain't gangsta)
niggas ran off with packs? (that ain't gangsta)
If you ain't ya gat (that ain't gangsta)

2:]
You'd call me an if you seen me livin' on lock
I stay in a box be shook when I'm visitin' pop-ulation
when I by, niggas like "Fifty don't play Son"
"yeah, somethin' really with that nigga..."
max out, I'm goin' for the glock
bust a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the
the things that'll happen if niggas say I eat
down goes the window... out the heat
I'll make the whole look like a fuckin' trackmeet
some get it in the leg, get it in the back
some get it in the foot, all over their airmax
nigga pump my or pay poor tax
it's extortion, it in the hood often
claim more lives choices, free abortions
Rich Nice I got a problem with the dice
I put the title to the Benz on the line twice
I rock shit 'cause I stay on that shit
that 9mm Ruger to knot shit
see the difference is I'm and you not, kid
I still crack money in my sock, shit
ya'll wanna pop shit? I pop clips
with your blood on my mink in the drop Six
Guiliani and Pataki can't stop
since '86 my whole pop Criss.

5-5-1 BLLLAAAP!
BLLLAAAP BLLLAAAP!
What the fuck you about that?