Luyện nghe bài hát That's What's Up

G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,

G-Unit that's what's up
nigga that's what's up
G-Unit nigga that's up

G-Unit that's what's up
nigga that's what's up
G-Unit that's what's up

I 50 Cent nigga that's what's up

Right now my movin' to fast to stop and pray
See every now and I smile just not today
In my hood let the choppers spray
probably got shot today
I 'em pop when niggas surfboard
You ain't me dawg

Only time you left ya hood is on Monopoly
You grimey as birds shittin' on the top of ya
You will, die by the gun if you ain't droppin' ya
I got tattoos as well as marks
To me fucking is kinda like and I always get a head start
My opinion of a sweet is a dead NARC
yesterday guns is blastin' with red darts

Beef, you a target 'cause when we at yo ass
Aladdin won't be the only one the
Man, you play wit' a ringer
I ain't a people's
I'll give my next door neighbor the
(Fuck you)

though I got the shit in the stores
I'm like a nigga that borrow
Bitch, I'm tryin' to get in ya
Man, I'll dump a clip in ya mans braids
Pussies love Nelly, he made it look cool to wear band
I'm blowin' on haze

All of a sudden I'm gased, 'cause I'm on the radio and I can't
If you up on thangs
Lloyd Banks is the name, the game
Now I know to keep low when the heat
I'll have niggas post up on ya block like I'm shootin' the free
Still get the green from P-dro, better as Pedro

I'm ghetto a patty ya egg roll
Yeah, feinin' to stick me
They don't know the is wit' me
Snuck in wit and Brittney
You only time at the mall
On New eve a body drops around
The same time as the
(Yeah)

G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,

G-Unit that's what's up
nigga that's what's up
G-Unit nigga that's up

nigga that's what's up
G-Unit that's what's up
G-Unit nigga what's up
That's up

Keep thinkin' I'm candy ain't sweet about me
Nigaas talkin' in the pens and in the street me
Some jake, tryin' to watch every I make
'Cause my Deez'll fiends do the up-town shake

I'm a pro, far from a
Holdin' more keys than fuckin' janitor
They say, "God bless the child that could his own"
You pay to hold you down, I just hold the chrome

Every breath I take, every step I take, every I make
I got a on my hip
You ain't gotta like or love me but you gone me
You need a and 2 clips to try and check me
12 in the afternoon we can start the

homie I'm down for that day-time action
Keep thinkin' it's a game time in front of ya
Get the on that ass and shot shadder ya bones
(Yeah)

G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,

G-Unit nigga that's up
G-Unit nigga that's up
G-Unit nigga that's up

G-Unit nigga that's up
nigga that's what's up
G-Unit that's what's up

boy, Tony be the real McCoy
When hoes see the new toy, they for joy
And even though the kid
I still got fiens in the hood on that Magic Dragon
My under my pillow, I sleep wit' my shoes on
Every single night me and my mack get our on

Don't get on
'Cause I shoot through bicepts your triceps
Then breeze ya projects when the coke come back
the China White and the D don't sweat us in a bag a rice
Let's ride O T and burn the

I got this bad mommy, her a sperm bank
Yayo be a fearless man
I donate my heart to them niggas ran
And those niggas in the hood don't wanna see me
They rather see my make funeral arrangements
I got enough rhymes, to 6 notebooks

I spittin' that shit ever since coke crushed
You can hear me on your T.V. and at the same time
I ever say the same rhyme, it's Tony 2 times
Beware of my wraith, I'm gone school you niggas, prepare for
Yo I peep where your puns at, peep you pumped that
Money you tryin' to stack I it on blunt wraps

Word to my nigga 50 fuckin' Cent nigga, G-Unit nigga
We about to this industry man
Y'all niggas know, y'all niggas better fear us nigga
Word to my mother nigga, fuck niggas wanna do
1 2 4 nigga G-Unit, 50 Cent, Yayo
Lloyd Banks