Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta

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

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

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

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

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

Young and not givin' a
There ain't a nigga I ain't hit I buck and left 'em shit outta luck
gangsta like my daddy was, hittin' number spots
Sendin' me to my room 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 long til' I did he did
I was an innocent kid and got exposed to the life that he

I went from grams into O's, to bricks
On the strip pimpin' hoes on Goldie shit
gangsta by destiny, OG's selected me
I my spot, my whole team elected me

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My daddy was a

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

Here goes chick doing ten in the bing
But we rhyme time we see her do it again
She started out fuckin' dudes that resembled her
Mom knew schooled her, but the bitch didn't bother

You couldn't her 'cuz she got it from her
She was a rider from jump, her pop's died in the 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 runnin' wit scramblers that be down in Alabama
twin hammers, screamin', "Life doesn't matter"
It's a vicious cycle, her game is to like you
Thinkin' you head, but she's just duckin' so they can snipe you

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

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

Gangsta,
I be a gangsta
My daddy was a

Gangsta,
I wanna be a
My was a gangsta