Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

Ollie ollie, free
one, two, three
Red light, light, one, two, three
Yo, I pop six boxes, play scalezes, uh

Pitch the ball, I'ma that shit
Yeah, ohh, goin',
Yeah, yeah, up son?
Yo, I got this twenty two play me like

Nah, I ain't got no
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Top two for five, for five, we rollin'

Now I'm in too
Only sixteen already hold a in the street
Makin' the fifth scream, rockin' older to sleep
a fiend strip naked, 'cuz he owed for a week

Now the Squad's recognized, supplyin' connects with pies
Pumpin' pounds of weight, nigga exercise
Joe been over quarter five dope and homicide
Long before Charlie got knocked, Madonna died

Young and not a fuck
There ain't a nigga I hit when I buck and left 'em shit outta luck
I'ma gangsta like my daddy was, hittin' number
me to my room while he was puffin' pot

Still I use to peak from the door, believe what I saw
Stacks of on the bed and the floor
It wasn't til' I did what he did
I was an innocent kid and got exposed to the life that he

I went from into O's, pounds to bricks
On the strip pimpin' on some Goldie shit
I'ma gangsta by destiny, OG's me
I earned my spot, my whole elected me

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My daddy was a

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My daddy was a
(Yeah, unh, yo, unh)

Here goes this chick doing ten in the
But we rhyme time we see her do it again
She started out dudes that resembled her father
Mom knew shoulda schooled her, but the bitch bother

You couldn't blame her 'cuz she got it her
She was a rider from jump, her pop's in the hands of a chump
Now mad at the world, no more daddy's little girl
Now rockin' bandanas, no more Shirley Temple girl

Now she be wit some scramblers that be down in Alabama
Packin' hammers, screamin', "Life doesn't matter"
It's a cycle, her game is pretendin' to like you
Thinkin' you gettin' head, but just duckin' so they can snipe you

Movin' from state to state, runnin' everythin' guns to trains
And pushin' from eight to eight
You I can't say her name, but she was a looker
Pretty thin', a shame how this life has took her

Now she's Hell in the cell, no more his are hollerin'
You might suffer the same fate if you the followin'
Sell drugs, use drugs, get up in the mix
End up locked up or dead in a casket, it

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My was a gangsta

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My daddy was a