Luyện nghe bài hát Worldwide Gangstas

Wassup Chi
Yea
Inc. back up in your area
On that gangsta shit you
Connect
Worldwide gangsta
You nah what I
Chi town to
Houston to L.A.
We nigger
shit

Mother
You frontin' we comin' with heat
Aiya fifteen's up the street bigger
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Guns make bigger run
We triggers
(Ahh haa)
And leave dead for the stacks
Slumped over, head in lap

Yo, we count cream in the crackhouse
Basically, we bitches back out
I feel the last child
Throwin' at a glasshouse
(Yeah)
Poppin' and puffin' till I out
(Ahh)

This gangsta shit is for all my youngs who birds
And hug the
In club pop cris and twist the bud, nigga what
We live it up, Chi town to my town
(Ahh)
We diggin sluts, long in the guts

We just thugs, gangsta pimps
Hoes fall in the way we throw this dick
The on dubs look like tanks and shit
We came to stop the bank, blink be sick
(Oh)

Nigga all of our love is for the
And I don't hoes, just pesos and bricks
let me sum it up
Y'all niggas is dumb
Run on up, the guns we tuck,
Ashes to ashes, dust to

at us, R O C K L A N D and I N C
With Boo and Gotti, black and Cadillac tah
Nigga, we go

I'm when the shells pop
I sell rock
Got jail on bail, gettin' ready to plot
Yo I kidnap
Then bitch smack
Give me the crack nigga or get nigga
Nigga I ain't one of these rap
I'm a big gat
and slangin' to be a rich ass nigga
Don't get tired in these
My nigga died in these
It's only one option, provide for these
My peeps out here so I ride with these
Spent weeks out here, grind on these
I know the out here
real out here
Got bud murdered and I'm still out here
Rockland, Murder Inc. you get out here
Chi town, New York, blood spill out
And like me, still out here
you heard nigga, I'm still out here

A yo I up, lied up outta my mind
Black Cadillac nigga, loaded with nines
To my thugs on the block, holdin' them
I got love on the block, look at my
Rockland, Murder Inc. what the you think?
Me and Gotti whole plan is to the streets
We don't wanna body you man, the beef
We a lot of these grams, and clutch the heat
To many to be made, fake thug niggas
Get a few through braids, I been plug nigga
It's to the game
Cats like me play not to lose in game
You see this little makin' moves in the range
I see you niggas still crusin' with lames
Get full 'cause it's food to the brain
Rockland nigga spit and flames
Get it nigga, we gangsta

Murder Inc. gets poppin' pills,
However you it
Niggas get extorted, bitches get
to start riots, the rule and I N C
Got watchin' me, the Y G and I G
Put it together family
Through guns, drugs, and good
Real conversations, we it real talk
And that shit spreads all the way L.A. to New York
And I love talk, that's you get to smash on niggas
Catch 'em in the dark spot and put the on niggas
Cameras, lights, action, go at the master
C's and past if when I die my ashes
Off the shores of Costa Rica, nigga to is own
The rule ain't dyin' alone