Luyện nghe bài hát Gangsta'd Up

(What)
We in (What)
We can get the drama
We care (What, what, what)
going down (What)
'Cause I'm (What)
50 Cent, you know how I down (Down)

repeat 2X]
What up, (What)
up, 'cause? (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 hunt or duck a nigga down like it's sport
Front on me, cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
You getting money? I can't none with ya then ya
I'm not the type to get for D.W.I.
I'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price
Gangstas, they bump my then they know me
I grew up around some that's not my homies
Hundred G's I stash it (what), the mack I it (yeah)
D's come we dump the diesel and battery
flow's been mastered, the ice I flash it
Chokes me, I'll have your picking out your casket, bastard
I'm on the next level, right forget bezzle
Benz pedal to the metal, than a tea kettle, god (what)

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

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

2]
I sit back, twist the best bud, and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like
In December make your block feel like summer
The rap critics say I can rhyme, the say my dope is a nine
Every I fuck with is a dime
I'm Patty LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own
Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a 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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