Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Sh*T

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

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

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

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

Dope boys in the trap to stack the dough
When come around can't let it go
When my funds turn legit I'm gonna let you
Ridin rims real good Old National
It's trappable, two bed, bath, it's natural
Puttin cheese in ya stash, futhermuckers get mad
watching myself, got eyes in my back
Don't take no slack, when you managing the
If you work out, gotta get it back
I trap by day boy, rap by
in this bitch, College Park trump tight

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

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

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

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

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

wit a K, yeah them niggas are hard
Harder than a nigga to impress God
We'll pull whole deck, fuck pulling your card
And still take my guitar and take a in the park
Any play the sweetest melody the street ever
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 like me selling some dope because my girlfriend to shop
reason, whatever the season, hey winter, spring, summer or fall
I dont stall, drag wit your brain against the wall
Yeah, nigga naw, we to the side don't fall
All y'all fuck boys, toys inside your pants
Just to pull it out, point it at the ground and a nigga wanna dance
Now what that be for, on that reefer and on that 2Pac
In front of them oooh wops, trying to out, that's the ho route
Talking loud talking that's gangsta shit