Luyện nghe bài hát 50/Banks

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

1 - 50 Cent, imitating Timbaland]
Timbaland sounds so good, but I not be ready
I know
If I a 100 grand on the beat, then we done 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 look to Pee Wee Herman)

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

[50 Cent - 2]
My jewels look so good, and my is so heavy
I know
If I should stunt for these hos again, 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 and eat at Haha (yeah)
been hungry since a little nigga weed in my high top (Woo)
Face red, in need of a eye drop (uh huh)
I had the Delta 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 Pimp
(*harmonizing of "doo, doo" plays in backgroud G-Unit is yelled)
I'm from a digital Munster
I do for the hood and every kid in a dumpster
My name is poppin', and I been at it long
My neck's 16, and Flex drop a Benz latin bomb (G-UNIT!)
I'm the best thing to to hip hop
Since (uh huh) "Life After Death" and Tupac shit drop
I'm good to a white boy with a slick top
up in the mountains with a gun and the wrist pop
Who? where?, Master P says our don't tick tock
I'm cleanin' out my 6 shot, watchin' the flop
Damn near the damn passenger green
Thats how my bedroom, look like the World Trade after the (smoking)
news, hijack, bus passenger scream (yeah)
I'm your worst nightmare, I crush half of team
To me your up is pussy, three wet Pampers
The uzi will have you like them G-Dep dancers (damn dude)

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

*beat

Banks]
What the fuck to the rest of the beat man?

(50 laughing)