Luyện nghe bài hát Elementary

[50 G Unit!
[50 A, B
You can't fuck with me
[50 C, D
[Scarlett] We the Harlem streets
[50 E, F
[Scarlett] Don't me to death
[50 G, H
[Scarlett] elementary

Picture me Range Rover
color your Air Force Ones
White on white, ya
Red I flight the
L.A. to N.Y.
I'm bound
You see how tense up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the heart to while we up in the club
But get intimidated when they see me on dubs
I hear 'em whispering " dat ain't a man, shit her."
She with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up
Disrespect me, I'll niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a fetish for the
for the six
Hollows for the
Try me, if you think I'm bitch
And the police we'll have another scene taker
Jim Star crush your head, give your ass a
niggas known for the money they make
Everybody ain't shook, you see doing the

[50
The boss ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and TV's"
The snitch in the precinct
"He sell X, he sell techs, and he D"
The by the bar saying,
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, all on me"
in the back of the police car
Pointing out the saying, "He robbed me"
It's

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1,2,3,4
[50
Banks' in the house
[Lloyd
Now get the fuck on the
I through the front door
the 9 and the velour
A cal in my
You wil', pop it
I'm for a profit
I'm as hell
You you tell?
My road dog, the jail
Getting mail
So I'm and smoking
and hoping
This cell open
You can dance to me, but don't throw an elbow
I'll throw one back and leave blood on Shell Toes
no
I ain't paying for
Your pussy bring rainbows and pots of treasure
It's every girl's dream, to floss the team
on the suine
DVD's on the
on cream
Waiting for you to
You ain't gotta how to read, to spray a magazine

[Tony
I don't wanna grow up, hustler kid
Go'head and stunt, see I don't pop two wig
I'm artistic, intelligent, so ability
When I use them big words, your bitch be me
So ya'll niggas hate me, 'cause wives be our groupies
irritate me, like loud people in the movies
Fall back, matter fact down
'Cause I passed security without no pat down
You can me in the bathroom blowing a sticky
Or catch me on the feeling some tits
Sex sells, so P-I-M-P
So my pockets be empty
It ain't no problem, we them models
We got condoms, coups, and lavish
50 got me ass like I never did
So when I step in the club, love the kid

[50
The cat in the go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow,
The in the cage go
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elementary