Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta'd Up

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

[Chorus: 2X]
What up, (What)
up, 'cause? (What)
What up, (What)
up, Gangstaaa?

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 nigga like it's sport
on me, I'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
You money? I can't none with ya then fuck ya
I'm not the type to get for D.W.I.
I'm the type that'll kill your connect the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my shit then they 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
This flow's mastered, the ice I flash it
Chokes me, I'll have mama picking out your casket, bastard
I'm on the next level, lane forget bezzle
Benz pedal to the metal, than a tea kettle, god (what)

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

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

2]
I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and
When gangstas bump my shit, can hear my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it like thunder
In December I'll make your block feel like
The rap say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nine
Every chick I fuck with is a
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 ya, thinking I won't touch ya
I'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or
Industry hoe fuckers, in the they love us
Stomp a bone out ass with some brand new chuckas

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