Luyện nghe bài hát Gansta'd Up

[Chorus: 50
Ain't it how crazy the hood dun made me feel like my emotions are froze i stay "G'd Up", its
tha things tha i dun seen and the shit ive been through that made my heart turn cold i
"G'd Up",Im a gangsta ya find out fo sho if u eva step on my I stay "G'd Up", when im
hanigin' out tha window wit that AK fillin ya punk ass wit

[50
Cocaine, heroin, extacy, marijuana, a mule on that from NY to Carolina, paper
chase different name, same face dont a case, my road dogs on parole his baby gurls 4 years
old, we tha block pistol cop, u could shoot or get shot kill u for ur crack spot take
everything your ass got, spary, bust back or run away, niggaz talkin in tha
hood we'll handle this another day, in November u make my shit, u should b dead, if u can a
Christmas,ill send u a gift,niggaz will and leave yo ass twisted,them hollowtips shells
burn baby burn,see niggaz get merked up,N babies make tha world turn, i've seen it all crystal
clear so i keep my pistol near,hearts never full of fear homie i stay well of whats goin
around me muthafuckas me dead i go wit a smile on my face,witness my time kid

[Lloyd
lil I dun paved the way,yall should thank e'm,but if u think otherwise bring ya boy over
here so i could spank e'm,ill put a end to your career (bitch),before u speak on 50,buy
fourty in a spare clip, these niggaz gassed up gettin to used to rap like i wont
them more blood than supercat,niggaz will snatch ya im like a bat catcher ill give em
signs and they'll throw something at ya, round here niggaz die off hydro and even it aint tha
4th of it sound like pyro,u smart enuff to creep n lay ur dumb brains down the pound will
spin u down like tha young James (yeah) i know im hot but hey (hey) im icy to rocks will
hit u from a block away like a beat Dr.Dre we takin' over this year case tha soldiers is
everyone knows its a scare (yeah)!

[Young
my popa never bothered to show me what it was to be a man he just pop another n smoke
up a half a gram,i would hop in my Impala and ride all throught tha that gave my homeboy
life so u do it do it right,my fingernails still filled with cocaine residue,i still got
tha heart to go bust me ahead or 2 (fo sho)no other soulution u think we hollerin n
until u wake up n u gotta here about these shootings,i a bullet from mah vooz n put tha
clip in my pocket before i take bullet im gonna pull it and pop it (bllaaatt)and if
its beef my nigga then let your guns do tha talkin' the graveyard has got plenty for a
(haha)they say we responsible for boostin tha crime rate they say we tha reason these
young niggaz is weight but im gonna keep this glock on my waist till my dyin'days its
"Nuttin But A G Thang" And Dr.Dre