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 don't
If I spend a 100 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 palm
Bronx niggaz love me, they think our mics on (WOO)
These rap niggaz not like me, too soft (yeah)
Get shot down, I get up, shakin' off
You know white collar crooks, do jokes on lap (uh huh)
Real niggaz snatch glocks, and run up in
We can Trump 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 like Genghis Kahn, I said in this song (god damn)
I won't hesitate to put a or a slug in you
And watch you bleed out, that bit of thug in you
You don't to bump heads with me, and get hit up
You, you got what it takes to fuckin' get up
Holla niggaz names on records, that is played out
But holla mine in your line, and get layed out

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

Banks - Verse 2]
(Lloyd Banks) I don't give a fuck if your favorite rapper dies, to me thats my
celebrate his burial and eat at Haha (yeah)
I've been hungry since a little weed in my high top (Woo)
Face burgundy red, in of a eye drop (uh huh)
I had the Delta Force, blue in the front
Back when Jordan was flyin', and Ewing could
Of course, you can fuck now, you was the shrimp then
Me on the other hand, Don Bishop and King
(*harmonizing of "doo, doo" plays in until G-Unit is yelled)
I'm from a digital Munster
I do this for the hood and kid in a dumpster
My name is poppin', and I ain't at it long
My neck's 16, and made Flex drop a Benz bomb (G-UNIT!)
I'm the thing to happen to hip hop
(uh huh) "Life After Death" and that Tupac shit drop
I'm even to a white boy with a slick top
Stuck up in the mountains a gun and the wrist pop
Who? where?, Master P says our watch don't 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 Trade the scene (smoking)
Breaking news, hijack, bus scream (yeah)
I'm your worst nightmare, I half of your team
To me your up is pussy, three wet Pampers
The uzi will have you shakin' like them dancers (damn dude)

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

*beat

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

(50 laughing)