Luyện nghe bài hát Weak Niggaz

Gangsta g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta, gangsta, niggaz perpetrate
Gangsta, gangsta, niggaz perpetrate

Gangsta g-g-gangsta,
Gangsta g-g-gangsta,
g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, niggaz perpetrate
Gangsta, gangsta, weak perpetrate

I grab my swatter I swat bug, he laid to rest
wit T-R-I-P-L, E-S-I-X
Niggaz be talkin' but in the end I like 'em up
In the beginnin' they could've survived but they had no
Bitch where you graduated from, I said a school of
'Cause in yo face, off in the streets nothin' but hoe is showin'
Too fuckin' light, too light to try to fight
Stick you with knives, shoot you with - nines and yo life

Yea we know you niggaz are fuckin' 'cause we don't play around
Never step 'cause Three 6 Mafia put you in the ground
People say you but we all know that's just that liquor bro
Niggaz swear you hype but all that hyper is hittin' that snow
If a member call me then I'm pack my yawks and roll
Ride down on yo block and close up shop and leave yo cold
Foo this ain't no game so tuck ya chain and coward yo grill
High cappin' and dissin' in yo rappin' just get ya killed

They fuck wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo tore down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now its time to get the strap and go and do ass in

They don't fuck wit you like ya fucked them
Yo pockets down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now its time to get the strap and go and do ass in

Whachu doin' hea? My nigga I gotta get ya
Fresh outta jail-ie, my mind on bailin', so I ya
Head to the meet-ie, to the needy so fuck the rest
No understandin', the greedy, ya could be next
I'm robbin' victims of the face of a?
No hesitatin', I come out so watch the nine
Off in East Memphis transactin' bizness I you straight
I'm you fakers who ain't got cheese, the ones I hate

Could it be me, could it be in the fuckin' air
Im seein' niggaz, them bodies flyin' everywhere
You wanna know if the Lord is mackin' or a player
I'm keepin' all of you muthafuckas in my fuckin'
that I go I'm gettin' all these evil stares
I'm sick of all of these hatin' muthafuckas in my
All in my bizness, God is my I don't even care
Cause all you bitches you get the *blaah* hell yeah

don't fuck wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now its to get the strap and go and do they ass in

They fuck wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now its time to get the strap and go and do ass in

Deep deep in them trenches of Memphis where I'm seriously
Da da Knicca breakin' mo bitches than London got bridges
Send this to you so you besta listen well
Touch me and you'll die see you can burn wit me in
This hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-I for you niggas that've it
yi-zo iz-ass, will?off it
Call Chris mane, shit 'em in a ditch
Witness this wicked bit up outta the Six riders

My nigga CB he be back out on these bricks again
He in doors, he lookin' for him some dividends
He kidnappin' so he can make him some money mane
And wit him is like fuckin' wit somethin' different
Ya be tough, nigga ya gotta be rough
Like ash to ash nigga, and dust to
In we trust nigga, it really ain't much nigga
'Cause to us nigga, we blowin' ya up

They don't fuck wit you like ya fucked with
Yo pockets tore from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now its to get the strap and go and do they ass in

They don't wit you like ya fucked with them
Yo pockets tore down limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no
Now its time to get the strap and go and do ass in

I'm smoked out, out, drunken and I'm blown