Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta'd Up

(What)
We in (What)
We can get the popping
We don't (What, what, what)
It's going (What)
'Cause I'm (What)
50 Cent, you how I gets down (Down)

repeat 2X]
What up, (What)
What up, (What)
What up, (What)
What up,

1]
They say I walk like got an "S" on my chest
Naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my
I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in
But I'll hunt or duck a down like it's sport
Front on me, I'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or ya
You money? I can't none with ya then fuck ya
I'm not the to get knocked for D.W.I.
I'm the type that'll kill your connect when the price rise
Gangstas, bump my shit then they know me
I grew up around some niggas not my homies
G's I stash it (what), the mack I blast it (yeah)
D's come we dump the diesel and acid
flow's been mastered, the ice I flash it
Chokes me, I'll have your mama picking out casket, bastard
I'm on the next level, right lane forget
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter a tea kettle, god (what)

(1st time w/o first "What up, Blood?") (2x)]

We play that
We don't that
We don't that (G-Unit)
We don't around

2]
I sit back, the best bud, burn and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my
the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
In December I'll make your feel like summer
The rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a
Every I fuck with is a dime
I'm like LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own
I lay my hat is my home, I'm a rolling stone
Cross my path I'll crush ya, I won't touch ya
I'll your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
Industry hoe fuckers, in the they love us
Stomp a out your ass with some brand new chuckas

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