Luyện nghe bài hát That Ain't Gangsta

How you gonna take this? a man or a bitch?
You gon' get it on nigga or you snitch?
I niggas in the hood gettin' rich
Man, I stack chips and I unload

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

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

Let a nigga find out you on some goin' home
And you tryin' to bounce without a loan, shit
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 wit' so it never fails
A nigga I got beef with end up in the jail
He had a L rolled in paper blowin' the lye
I him a little kite 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 I'ma ox you down
Niggas you think is real can't hold they own
I'll 'em on some E.T. shit tryin' to phone home
In here a gem star is like a Nine chrome
It's similar, in fact both split ya dome
are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home.

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

a vest with no gat?
(That gangsta)
You only a when you rap?
(That gangsta)

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

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

You'd call me an 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' really wrong with nigga

Max out, I'm goin' for the glock
a u-turn, I'm goin' straight to the block
The things that'll happen if niggas say I eat
Down the window, out goes the heat

I'll make the whole block look 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 packs or pay tax

It's extortion, it happens in the often
Claim more than choices, free abortions
Rich Nice says I got a problem the dice
I put the title to the Benz on the line twice

I shit '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 stash money in my sock, shit

niggas wanna pop shit? I pop clips
Leave with blood on my mink in the drop Six
Guiliani and Pataki can't this
Since '86 my whole pop Criss.

You got blown over the
(That gangsta)
Your Man ran you got clapped?
(That gangsta)

a vest with no gat?
(That gangsta)
You only a thug when you
(That gangsta)

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

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

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