Luyện nghe bài hát What Up Gangsta?

G-Unit (Bo!) We in (Bo!)
We can get the drama popping, we don't (Bo! bo! bo!)
It's down (Bo!) Cause I'm around (Bo!)
50 Cent, you know how I down

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What up, (What?)
What up, (What?)
What up, (What?)
What up,

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 want to play in court
But I'll hunt or a nigga down, like it's a sport
Front on me, I'll cut ya gun-butt ya or ya
You getting I can't get none with ya, then fuck ya
I'm not the to get knocked for D.W.I
I'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price
Gangstas, they bump my shit, them they me
I grew up around some niggas not my homies
Hundred G's I stash it (what) the I blast it (yeah)
D's come we the diesel and battery acid
This flow's mastered, the ice I flash it
Jux me, I'll have your mama picking out your casket,
I'm on the level, Breitling baguette bezel
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, (what)

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

I sit back, twist the bud, burn and wonder
When gangstas my shit, can they hear 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
The fiends say my dope is a nine, every chick I fuck is a dime
I'm Patti LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own
Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a stone
Cross my I'll crush ya, thinking I won't touch ya
I'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane or
Industry hoes fuck us, in the they love us
Stomp a bone out your ass some brand new Chuckers

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