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 not be ready
I don't
If I a 100 grand on the beat, then we done bumped already
Now we go

(*harmonizing the beat - 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 - Verse 1]
50, lefty, no gun in my right
Bronx niggaz love me, like 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)
Real snatch glocks, and run up in spots
We can talk Trump talk, estate, stocks, and bonds
Or gangsta shit, my Rugers and in palm (uh huh)
Danger, ring the alarm, the ring of the Don
I like Genghis Kahn, I said song in this song (god damn)
I won't to put a knife or a slug in you
And watch you out, that little 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 holla mine in next line, and get layed out

[50 Cent - 2]
My look so good, and my chain is so heavy
I know
If I should stunt for hos again, cause I did that already
Now we go

[Lloyd - Verse 2]
(Lloyd Banks) I don't give a fuck if your favorite rapper dies, to me thats my
I'll celebrate his and eat at Haha (yeah)
I've been hungry a little nigga weed in my high top (Woo)
Face burgundy red, in of a eye drop (uh huh)
I had the black Delta Force, in the front
Back when Jordan was flyin', and Ewing could
Of course, you can fuck now, you was buyin' the shrimp
Me on the other hand, Don and Pimp King
(*harmonizing of "doo, doo" in backgroud until G-Unit is yelled)
I'm from a digital Munster
I do for the hood and every kid in a dumpster
My is poppin', and I ain't been at it long
My 16, and made Flex drop a Benz latin bomb (G-UNIT!)
I'm the thing to happen to hip hop
Since (uh huh) "Life After Death" and that Tupac shit
I'm even good to a boy with a slick top
Stuck up in the mountains with a gun and the pop
Who? where?, Master P says our watch don't tock
I'm cleanin' out my 6 shot, the Knicks flop
Damn near the whole passenger green
Thats how my bedroom, like the World Trade after the scene (smoking)
Breaking news, hijack, bus scream (yeah)
I'm your worst nightmare, I crush half of team
To me line up is pussy, three wet Pampers
The uzi will have you like them G-Dep dancers (damn dude)

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

*beat

Banks]
What the fuck happen to the rest of the beat

(50 laughing)