Luyện nghe bài hát 187 Ya Yo

50

G G G G G-Unit. 50 Cent Tony Yayo (yeah)

(Drop Shit)

and it don't stop,
I do a 187 on yo' motherfuckin
Yeah and it quit,
It's G-Unit in yo' ass bitch

and it don't stop,
I do a 187 on yo' motherfuckin
and it don't quit,
It's G-Unit in yo' motherfuckin' ass

TONY

They say good things will to those who wait
Shorty stuck in the game slingin' weight
None of that's yo' that ten in the brown
For XL six or fo' pound

Suede is hot but Italian leather is better
And camera's in the mirror nigga cars costs cheddar
I'm on first class flights with cooks
'cause my verse sound when they flyin' hooks

Now im blowin' weed-o in Hills
bad free hoes in the Montreal
Next it's the new Hummer
Stash box with the llama drive through in the blue bomba

Heaven or will prevail when I'm a goner
'cause I Eat up tracks Like and Dahma
I'm the first one out, and last one on the
This is a hustle any day you be a goner

P89 Ruger with the off
Little clipper sellin' spitballs goin' through
We got plenty of rap but not on sale
We even got that hold shotgun shells

These rappers is talkin' 'bout in they rhymes
You did shit but some Mickey Mouse crimes
I don't respect it my work is watered down
So on the I get more checks than Nike town

Swingin' 31 Money's I on the block
nigga's did the snake runnin' man in the walk
When I was 15 I didn't no workin papers
I worked the strip all night, niggers

Listen nigga, We live like Italians in
I got CO's bringin' cell phones to my
Get rich in the game, out to get you
Fill you ass up with led turn yo' ass to a

I jumped out with the Ruger fire
I had you on the run Omar on the wire
I'm the only rapper you that stay on the run
I'm the only rapper you that stay with a gun

I'm a OG's love to hate
'cause I got old school money put away in a
You can catch me in the where that dope and coke at
Or you can catch me in in the Hollywood throwback

I'm a bail jumper, you know them fish pumper
Fuck judge wong he gon' me on the corner
Nigga make poor attacks, ya owe me
You rap we can battle for yo' see through rollie

I begin in a mansion the models
The bathroom's so far you piss in a bottle
There's too Indians and not enough chiefs
Why you buy all the gun's if you ain't got peeps

The shit I spit cause an all out riot
In my new 4 fifth will a hollow tip die
Im the to tie up your lady, gun butt your baby
Im the mob nigga fuck you pay me

Im'a my assets, and disappear
a quick 20 mil and vanish in thin air
I've finished my work now its to cop
And meet that Chinese at the baggie spot

I 12 12's
And 58
I got 8 sales
And they all wait motherfucka
50

and it don't stop,
I do a 187 on yo' block
and it don't quit,
It's G-Unit in yo' motherfuckin' ass

Yeah and it stop,
I do a 187 on yo' block
and it don't quit,
It's G-Unit in yo' motherfuckin' ass