Luyện nghe bài hát Banks Workout Part II

50 Cent, Lloyd

50 chorus:
nobody get hurt and nobody don't move just give it up smooth G
you move,I'll flash my 2 and blast my 2 G UNIT
Nigga,you don't know me and I know you, you think you know my crew G UNIT

banks:
I Been since the old days pimps and gold caps
now im in oj simpson
ya'll was wonderin my ass been
probally vacationin on south beach gettin head ass
breathin gas i can let the tech pound ur ego
lock you in the closet with the mosquito
the press crowd the people celebritys im heavily shittin on any tom dick or gregory
you better be strappin
they want you dead if you
im tryin to cave head and your back in
im bread and relaxin
and a fan base of females wit emails and letters to fax in
in with a toaster n a blunt
and the hotel i in got a roller coaster in the front
poster when i stunt the sammy sosa of the month
better yet the hoe and nigga im still breathin even though my dollars are green
i rap for the kids thats to poor to waste on halloween
im gettin clean
my habits are good all the carrots i could
slidin from the box to conceal extortion
and a good silencer to make it sound like the of fortune
all this careless talkin cause im and flossin
a good time and u havin a abortion
you sucker for love gettin married and than
you cant even afford the for ur walkman
man im out the hood burnin cali on slauson when set trip can turn to tragedys and coffins, look
i mean what im you schemin im sprayin ur team isnt playin
on the sofa screamin and and prayin
gunit niggas be rollin crazy holdin 80s older ladies starin they starin in that gold mercedes
since 50 hooked up shady
now they to brook up to pay me
if u think im u crazy baby
the boy two ninas
smokin out a bag big to fit in vacuum cleaners
i a glove when i blaze a fatty,
i aint ur baby daddy, u
now he to grab me out that navy caddie, i aint ur avy,
poppa was a stone,
stockin up the home,
pocket of loaded chrome,
n get a hold a dome,
i know ur homes,
u mad cause im fuckin ur motorolla phone,
im swift the wemon im good wit my words, alota,
is hatin on what i deserve im hotta,
front if u end up on the curb in ur prada,
and ur mans runnin come,
day another dollar on the low from the impala
i can have a six in my shower, mother fucka!

50
get hurt and nobody don't move,just give it up smooth G UNIT
motherfucker you move, I'll flash my 2 and blast my 2 G
nigga you don't know me, and I don't know you, you think you my crew G UNIT
I'll send a nigga that you thought you knew to come and put a hole in you G UNIT

Lloyd Banks, haha, 50
I ain't even got a one
look at niggas, hahaha
yo, fuck you do now nigga
you have had the same in the background for a long time
they gangstas for going back and forth to jail
well, on a ??? don't count nigga, haha