Luyện nghe bài hát G-Unit / U.T.P

[Male talking]
now with the situation gettin' better
So I'm doin' you things,

[50
Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, me out

Now by piece we put it all together
Time to get dough nigga, it's now or never
I'm as ever, foul as ever
whatever, whatever, whatever
They say I'm a slick talker, talker
ass New Yorker
Come gutcha, gum futcher, lay ass out
If you ever catch nigga, call on me
If you fucked up in school nigga, all on me
I get a left foot to drop a nigga, pistol to pop a
Break you off proper nigga, the cops ain't stop a nigga (yeah)
get this money man, them hos come with the paper
I'm done to go wherever this takes us
Look homey, you see my 22's, sittin' on low
That simple mathematics, that more hoes
I smoke a lot of dro, I got a lot of
Shit I didn't to say that, y'all already know

- 2X]
From New York to New
A problem, at me
My comin' to see
If is alright

niggas can blow some trees
Have coke and some
My niggas U.T.P.
is alright

[Young
For who couldn't figure me out, what this nigga be bout
Cookin' it, and cuttin' it, and flippin' it, in 24
I keep a dyke, on the back of the bike
In the the white
Air Force One's, Louie Baton, style (woo)
really talk much (uh huh), I let my money speak
I know you saw us, we a 100 deep
I'm Don, with Juan, Bird, and smokin' weed
Shakin' h