Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta ****

Yeah, niggas talking all that shit
Acting like my money 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 that man, matter of
Hand me my strap, show me they at
I'll stop 'em from talking like

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

I'm the talk to hit every barber shop and beauty
'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, tips in the Mack

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

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

Weed smokers me like they love Buddha
I'll send your through the shooter
Crip niggas love me like love Hoova
They me see careful good

'Cause niggas see like you
They used to a G like you, bam

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

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

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

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

A nigga told me, "Do your dirt all by lonely"
So I go hit them niggas 'fore 50 even hold me
I'm waiting, to put a nigga under
Smoking like we some Jamaicans fucking with this

Ride with no hesitation, retaliation is a
Bad as I want to, some shit I just discuss
So point him out and watch how I him off
you bitches go, I got a nigga watching y'all

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

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

Come on,
I ain't to make no friends, just cut the checks
I got a long that'll put your stupid ass up in steps
Begging niggas don't though
Probably 'cause my hand glow when I'm the lambo

out my bucket for niggas thinking they Rambo
You get one warning so I suggest you let your man
These rap niggas portray to be tough, acting soft
'Til laid out in the hospital, eating applesauce

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

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

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

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