Luyện nghe bài hát G-Unit / U.T.P.

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

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

Now piece by piece we put it all
Time to get this dough nigga, it's now or
I'm as ever, foul as ever
whatever, whatever, whatever
They say I'm a slick talker, shit
ass New Yorker
Come gutcha, gum futcher, lay ass out
If you ever catch nigga, call on me
If you fucked up in nigga, it's all on me
I get a left foot to drop a nigga, pistol to pop a
Break you off nigga, the cops ain't gonna stop a nigga (yeah)
Let's get money man, them hos come with the paper
I'm done to go wherever this game us
Look homey, you see my 22's, on low bros
simple mathematics, that equal more hoes
I a lot of dro, I got a lot of flows
Shit I didn't have to say that, ya'll already

- 2X
From New to New Orleans
A problem, at me
My niggas to see
If is alright

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

[Young
For those who figure me out, what this nigga be bout
Cookin' it, and cuttin' it, and flippin' it, in 24
I a dyke, on the back of the bike
In the the white
Air Force One's, Louie Baton, style (woo)
Don't really talk much (uh huh), I let my speak
I you saw us, shit we a 100 deep
I'm sippin' Don, Juan, Bird, and smokin' weed
Shakin' them off, bouncin' to this jukin' beat
with 50, cause he strictly about head bustin'
Lettin' New York these Unica niggas ain't stuntin'
Nigga we ain't runnin', I you that
After these messages be right back
Take off necklace a, because this tech will hit a
Innocent who don't respect a nigga
After you your collard greens and cornbread
Get you a glock, and come around where my mom stayin'

From South I 95, 85, 65 right at the I 10, get money widened
I got the Columbian, and I'm gonna 'em down
When you get close, nigga I'm gonna guide you down
You got it now, (got it), well then time you leavin'?
In a couple of hours, time close to this evenin'
What us speed with V8, them cops then
They locked my Gus up for smokin' weed and speedin'
But he'll be home though, probably about the same you get ya
Shit yeah, seems like we paid his bond like year
But anyway, you know that we thought that was, but wasn't?
Well come to find out, my found somethin'
But he had to a bitch, and fo' pound somethin'
Cause I told him, you told me about the chump and he chumped 'em
Put the barrel bottle pump, and 'em
And pumped 'em and 'em, and pumped 'em and pumped 'em

[Male talking]
We here, E, shots of, sippin' on Courvoisier
Yeah exclusive, haha, haha...
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