Luyện nghe bài hát 50/Banks

[Intro - 50 Cent
Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, 50 Cent, uh, yo

[Chorus 1 - 50 Cent, Timbaland]
Timbaland sounds so good, but I might not be
I know
If I spend a 100 grand on the beat, then we bumped already
Now we go

(*harmonizing over the - doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo) (Pee Wee Herman)
(doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo)
(Niggaz down to Pee Wee Herman)

[50 - Verse 1]
50, lefty, no gun in my palm
Bronx love me, like they think our mics on (WOO)
These rap not like me, they too soft (yeah)
Get down, I get up, shakin' shit off
You know white collar crooks, do jokes on lap (uh huh)
Real niggaz glocks, and run up in spots
We can Trump talk, real estate, stocks, and bonds
Or shit, my Rugers and glocks in palm (uh huh)
Danger, ring the alarm, the ring of the Don
I conquer Genghis Kahn, I said song in this song (god damn)
I won't hesitate to put a or a slug in you
And watch you out, that little bit of thug in you
You don't to bump heads with me, and get hit up
You, you ain't got it takes to fuckin' get up
niggaz names on records, that shit is played out
But holla mine in next line, and get layed out

[50 - Chorus 2]
My jewels look so good, and my chain is so
I don't
If I should for these hos again, cause I did that already
Now we go

[Lloyd - Verse 2]
(Lloyd Banks) I don't give a fuck if your favorite dies, to me thats my spot
I'll celebrate his burial and eat at (yeah)
I've been hungry since a little weed in my high top (Woo)
Face red, in need of a eye drop (uh huh)
I had the black Force, blue in the front
Back when was flyin', and Ewing could dunk
Of course, you can fuck now, you was buyin' the then
Me on the other hand, Don Bishop and King
(*harmonizing of "doo, doo" plays in backgroud until is yelled)
I'm from a digital Munster
I do this for the and every kid in a dumpster
My name is poppin', and I ain't at it long
My neck's 16, and made drop a Benz latin bomb (G-UNIT!)
I'm the best thing to to hip hop
Since (uh huh) "Life After Death" and that shit drop
I'm good to a white boy with a slick top
Stuck up in the mountains a gun and the wrist pop
Who? where?, Master P our watch don't tick tock
I'm out my 6 shot, watchin' the Knicks flop
Damn the whole damn passenger green
Thats how my bedroom, look like the World after the scene (smoking)
Breaking news, hijack, bus passenger (yeah)
I'm your worst nightmare, I crush of your team
To me your up is pussy, three wet Pampers
The uzi will have you shakin' like them G-Dep (damn dude)

(*50 - harmonizing "doo,doo,doo"*]

stops

[Lloyd
What the fuck happen to the of the beat man?

(50 laughing)