Luyện nghe bài hát 50/Banks

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

[Chorus 1 - 50 Cent, imitating
Timbaland sounds so good, but I might not be
I know
If I spend a 100 grand on the beat, then we done 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 Cent - 1]
50, lefty, no gun in my right
Bronx niggaz love me, like think our mics on (WOO)
These rap not like me, they too soft (yeah)
Get shot down, I get up, shit off
You know collar crooks, do jokes on lap tops (uh huh)
Real snatch glocks, and run up in spots
We can Trump talk, real estate, stocks, and bonds
Or gangsta shit, my and glocks in palm (uh huh)
Danger, ring the alarm, the ring of the Don
I conquer like Genghis Kahn, I song in this song (god damn)
I won't hesitate to put a or a slug in you
And watch you bleed out, little bit of thug in you
You don't want to bump heads me, and get hit up
You, you ain't got what it to fuckin' get up
Holla names on records, that shit 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 these hos again, cause I did already
Now we go

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

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

stops

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

(50 laughing)