Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

Ollie ollie, free
Like one, two,
Red light, light, one, two, three
Yo, I pop six boxes, some scalezes, uh

the ball, I'ma smack that shit
Yeah, ohh, goin',
Yeah, yeah, up son?
Yo, I got this two nigga play me like

Nah, I got no bullets
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Top two for five, for five, we rollin'

Now I'm in too
Only sixteen hold a name in the street
Makin' the fifth scream, rockin' niggas to sleep
Make a fiend strip naked, 'cuz he owed for a

Now the Squad's gettin' recognized, supplyin' with pies
Pumpin' of weight, nigga like exercise
Joe been over quarter five dope and homicide
Long before got knocked, until Madonna died

Young and not a fuck
ain't a nigga I ain't hit when I buck and left 'em shit outta luck
I'ma like my daddy was, hittin' number spots
Sendin' me to my room while he was pot

I use to peak from the door, couldn't believe what I saw
Stacks of on the bed and the floor
It long til' I did what he did
I was an kid and got exposed to the life that he lived

I went grams into O's, pounds to bricks
On the strip pimpin' on some Goldie shit
I'ma by destiny, OG's selected me
I earned my spot, my team elected me

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My was a gangsta

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My was a gangsta
(Yeah, unh, yo, unh)

Here goes this chick ten in the bing
But 'less we rhyme we see her do it again
She started out fuckin' dudes that resembled her
Mom knew schooled her, but the bitch didn't bother

You couldn't blame her she got it from her
She was a rider from jump, her pop's in the hands of a chump
Now she's mad at the world, no more daddy's girl
Now she's rockin' bandanas, no more Shirley girl

Now she be runnin' wit some scramblers that be down in
Packin' hammers, screamin', "Life doesn't matter"
It's a vicious cycle, her game is pretendin' to you
Thinkin' you gettin' head, but she's just duckin' so they can you

Movin' from state to state, runnin' everythin' from guns to
And pushin' packs from eight to
You know I say her name, but she was a looker
Pretty thin', such a shame how this has took her

Now she's raisin' Hell in the cell, no his are hollerin'
You might suffer the same fate if you the followin'
drugs, use drugs, get caught up in the mix
End up locked up or dead in a casket, it

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My daddy was a

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My was a gangsta