Luyện nghe bài hát That Ain't Gangsta

How you take this? Like a man or a bitch?
You gon' get it on nigga or you gon'
I represent niggas in the hood gettin'
Man, I chips and I unload clips

After 3 summers in the I thought life was hard
Some niggas started fightin', niggas found God
You know me, sellin' leek in the yard
Yo, I ran into niggas who used to have Hummers big as

In the joint wearin' '86 damn Dog, you been in here that long?
You could think that but say and yo' ass is dead wrong
A convoy is only words, "Yo whattup"
You ain't gotta out to leave this bitch cut up

Let a nigga find out you on some home shit
And you tryin' to bounce without payin' a loan,
Some niggas beat on the strength of they cream
After the witnesses disappeared on the strength of team

I'm hard as Hell to get along wit' so it fails
A I got beef with end up in the same jail
He had a L rolled in paper blowin' the lye
I sent him a little just to be blowin' his high
And when I shot you in New why would I box you now?

If I catch you in the yard ox you down
Niggas you think is real really can't hold own
I'll have 'em on E.T. shit tryin' to phone home
In here a gem star is a Nine Milly chrome
It's similar, in fact they'll both ya dome
Scars are souvenirs, niggas always 'em home.

You got blown the jack?
(That gangsta)
Man ran when you got clapped?
(That gangsta)

Rockin' a vest with no
(That gangsta)
You only a thug when you
(That gangsta)

Niggas you for your track?
(That gangsta)
You ran to other thugs to get it
(That gangsta)

Niggas ran off with packs?
(That gangsta)
If you bustin' ya gat
(That gangsta)

You'd me an Animal if you seen me livin' on lock
I stay in a box cats be when I'm visitin' pop-ulation
When I walk by, niggas like, "Fifty play Son"
Yeah, somethin' wrong with that nigga

Max out, I'm goin' straight for the
Bust a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the
The that'll happen if niggas say I can't eat
Down goes the window, out goes the

I'll make the block look like a fuckin' track meet
get it in the leg, some get it in the back
Some get it in the foot, bleed all their air max
Nigga pump my or pay poor tax

extortion, it happens in the hood often
Claim more lives than choices, abortions
Rich Nice says I got a problem the dice
'Cause I put the title to the Benz on the twice

I rock 'cause I stay on that block shit
That 9mm Ruger to knot shit
See the difference is I'm and you not, kid
I still crack money in my sock, shit

Y'all niggas pop shit? I pop clips
Leave your blood on my mink in the drop Six
Guiliani and Pataki stop this
'86 my whole clique pop Criss.

You got blown the jack?
(That gangsta)
Man ran when you got clapped?
(That gangsta)

Rockin' a vest with no
(That gangsta)
You only a thug you rap?
(That gangsta)

Niggas jocked you for your
(That gangsta)
You ran to other thugs to get it
(That gangsta)

Niggas ran off with your
(That gangsta)
If you ain't ya gat
(That gangsta)

5, 5, 1 blap,
1, 3, 4 blap,
What the fuck you about that?