Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta'd Up

(What)
We in (What)
We can get the drama
We don't (What, what, what)
It's going (What)
I'm around (What)
50 Cent, you know how I down (Down)

repeat 2X]
What up, (What)
What up, (What)
What up, (What)
up, Gangstaaa?

1]
They say I walk around like got an "S" on my
Naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my
I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in
But I'll hunt or a nigga down like it's sport
Front on me, I'll cut ya, ya or bump ya
You getting money? I can't with ya then fuck ya
I'm not the type to get for D.W.I.
I'm the type that'll kill your connect the coke price rise
Gangstas, bump my shit then they know me
I grew up around niggas that's not my homies
Hundred G's I it (what), the mack I blast it (yeah)
D's come we dump the diesel and acid
This flow's been mastered, the ice I it
Chokes me, I'll have your mama picking out your casket,
I'm on the next level, lane forget bezzle
Benz to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, god (what)

[Chorus (1st time w/o "What up, Blood?") (2x)]

We don't that
We play that
We don't play (G-Unit)
We don't play

2]
I sit back, twist the best bud, and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can they my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds thunder
In December I'll make block feel like summer
The rap critics say I can rhyme, the say my dope is a nine
Every chick I fuck with is a
I'm Patty LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own
Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a stone
my path I'll crush ya, thinking I won't touch ya
I'll have your ass a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
Industry hoe fuckers, in the they love us
Stomp a bone out ass with some brand new chuckas

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