Luyện nghe bài hát That Ain't Gangsta

How you gonna 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 stack and I unload clips

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Niggas jocked you for track?
(That gangsta)
You ran to thugs to get it back?
(That gangsta)

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

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

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

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

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

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

niggas wanna pop shit? I pop clips
Leave your blood on my mink in the drop Six
and Pataki can't stop this
Since '86 my 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 a thug when you rap?
(That gangsta)

Niggas jocked you for your
(That gangsta)
You ran to thugs to get it back?
(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 you know about that?