Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta'd Up

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

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

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

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

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

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

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