Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta ****

Yeah, niggas talking all that shit
Acting like my money no good in the hood
You what I mean?
head blown off nigga, you know?

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

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

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

But when I come through, shh the stop
My money long now, I can the Pope get shot
Now, we can blow an hour talking bout the stones I
All the hoes I got, he stunts in the drop

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

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

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

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

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

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

Holla my name, a reason to see you bleeding
After you feel these tips, nigga, then we eating
Full of anger there's no more bullets in the chamber
Ain't like when you get popped and don't know who to blame

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

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

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

They, they 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 talking that

on, nigga
I ain't here to no friends, just cut the checks
I got a long pump that'll put stupid ass up in steps
Begging don't understand though
Probably 'cause my hand glow when I'm anticipating the

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

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

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

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

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