Luyện nghe bài hát 187 Ya Yo

50

G G G G G-Unit. 50 Cent nigga 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' motherfuckin' ass

Yeah and it stop,
I do a 187 on yo' block
Yeah and it quit,
It's in yo' motherfuckin' ass bitch

YAYO:

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

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

Now im blowin' weed-o in Hills
Some bad free in the Montreal
Next year the new Hummer
Stash box with the llama drive through in the data bomba

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

P89 with the silence off
Little clipper spitballs goin' through straws
We got plenty of rap sheets but not on
We even got dillingers that shotgun shells

These rappers is talkin' 'bout in they rhymes
You never did shit but Mickey Mouse crimes
I don't respect it my work is never watered
So on the first I get more checks than town

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I 12 12's
And 58
'cause I got 8
And they all gon' wait
50

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

Yeah and it stop,
I do a 187 on yo' motherfuckin
Yeah and it quit,
It's G-Unit in yo' ass bitch