Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Sh*T

Some of that uh, LTD Town Car
of that El Dorado funk, know what I'm talking about
Gangsta Shit, you know, lay back, cool out,
You know we keep it around here, A-town style
Getting head on the highways yeah, but this what I know

Do you wanna know about some gangsta shit
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon
Do you really know about some gangsta shit
Dirty South nigga we gangsta pimps

O-U-T-K-A-S-T, O-N-P, G-Double O-D-I-E, so fresh so
Back Stankonia, Dungeon Family-ee
Pearl Cadillac on dics and vogues, flip flops, and Dickies
It's the return of Ocean, Cuervo is my drink
Stank, means you got the funkiest, dopest heat on the street
G ski, Slimm, Big Boi and this is C B-O-N-E
If you some back-up find your own
Ya girl give you grief at home
tell her these hoes wanna be on the same team that she's laying on

Do you wanna know about some gangsta shit
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon
Do you wanna know about some gangsta shit
Dirty South we straight gangsta pimps

Dope boys in the trap to stack the dough
When beef around can't let it go
When my funds legit I'm gonna let you know
Ridin rims real good down Old
It's trappable, two bed, Jacuzzi bath, natural
Puttin cheese in ya stash, un-taxable get mad
Steady myself, got eyes in my back
Don't take no slack, when you managing the
If you work out, gotta get it right
I by day boy, rap by night
C-Bone in this bitch, Park trump tight

Do you really wanna know about some gangsta
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the Dungeon
Do you really know about some gangsta shit
Dirty nigga we straight gangsta pimps

I'm tight, give a fuck, niggas know what's up
It's T-Mo and Outkast in the of my truck
We gotta simple little problem that we got to
It it ain't about the money, we got to handle the job
No or rags, just guns and masks
We not to blast and dip off fast
With the Dungeon clique, pulled a lick
Now what you wanna know about some gangsta shit

Do you really wanna about some gangsta shit
Outkast, Goodie Mob and the clique
Do you really wanna know about gangsta shit
Dirty nigga we straight gangsta pimps

Back on the scene, a sack of green sitting on chrome and bands
Paint like Candyland, it's Slimm the South Paw triggerman
Flippin work and weight, rock up, roll and get the papes
Chop them hoez and then you skate, back to the block wit the
Grams the O's, slabes to whole da flake
A nigga holdin big face foldin
Pimps are for catching runaways
A good hustler's known to his gun away
nigga run up and try to jack mine
First nigga up to get flat lined
still stainless Coupe and Verts brainless
Y'all don't wanna wit me, the trunk be at bangin
Of the chain danling, y'all know that I'm C.P

Do you wanna know about some gangsta shit
Outkast, Mob and the Dungeon clique
Do you wanna know about some gangsta shit
Dirty South nigga we straight pimps

Outkast wit a K, them niggas are hard
Harder a nigga trying to impress God
We'll pull your're whole deck, fuck pulling your
And still take my guitar and a walk in the park
Any play the sweetest melody the ever heard
Now bitches sucking on my and I'm eating their verbs
Get full, and niggas,
Pop, pop, lock, lock to the, to the beat,
As if went out of style, made a vow to myself
If it's for the I'll stop well put I like this
It's me selling some dope because my girlfriend wants to shop
reason, whatever the season, hey winter, spring, summer or fall
I dont stall, slow drag wit your brain the wall
Yeah, naw, we lean to the side don't fall
All y'all boys, tuck toys inside your pants
Just to pull it out, point it at the ground and make a nigga dance
Now what that be for, on that reefer and on that 2Pac
In front of oooh wops, trying to show out, that's the ho route
loud talking bout that's gangsta shit