Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta Shit

Yeah, niggas all that gangsta shit
like my money ain't no good in the hood
You what I mean?
Fuckin' head off nigga, you know?

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

They, they that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of fact me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' that

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

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

Now, naw, you love the kids, 50 on killa shit
That been mobbed the bad man, bitchy as guerrilla
I'm market my music diesel on the block
So if you with me you gon' eat and you gon' if you not

Weed smokers love me like they Buddha
I'll your kids through the shooter
niggas love me like they love Hoova
They tell me see careful good, 'cause wanna see like you
They ain't used to a G you, blam

They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about
Man, matter of fact me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em talkin' like that

They, they that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about that
Man, of fact hand me my strap
Show me where they at, stop 'em from talkin' like that

You think you a killer but we just pay 'em a visit
Put the potato on the barrel so hear it
I keep a on my shoulder like I'm John Wayne
Shootin' these niggas out like Lebron James

Holla my name, gimme a reason to see you
After you feel these hollow tips, nigga, we eatin'
Full of anger until there's no bullets in the chamber
Ain't nothin' like when you get popped and know who to blame a

told me, "Do your dirt all by your lonely"
So I go hit them niggas 'fore 50 even hold me
I'm waitin', anticipatin' to put a under
Smokin' like we some Jamaicans fuckin' with this

Ride no hesitation, retaliation is a must
Bad as I want to, some I just don't discuss
So point him out and how I knock him off
Everywhere you bitches go, I got a nigga watchin' ya'll,

They, they talkin' that, that shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from like that

They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, ain't about that
Man, matter of fact me my strap
Show me they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' like that

on, nigga, I ain't here to make no friends, just cut the checks
I got a long pump that'll blow your ass up the steps
Beggin' niggas understand though
'cause my hand glow when I'm anticipatin' the lambo

Lean out my bucket for niggas thinkin' they
You get one warnin' so I you let your man know
These rap portray to be tough, nobody acting soft
they laid out in the hospital, eatin' apple sauce

Usually for off and turn apologetic
Waving a white flag, the they might have
My niggas buyin' so much
If you reach in the couch for loose
You'll probably feel on the

sixteens to get your bandages and broke bones
So I suggest you get alarm systems in homes
There's only one on top, we number one with a Glock
Fuck around and get dumb ass shot

They, they talkin' that, that shit, they ain't about that
Man, of fact hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from like that

They, they talkin' that, gangsta shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of fact hand me my
Show me where they at, stop 'em from talkin' like that