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)
up, 'cause? (What)
What up, (What)
up, Gangstaaa?

1]
They say I walk around got an "S" on my chest
Naw, that's a semi-auto, and a on my chest
I try not to say nothing, the DA might to play in court
But I'll or duck a nigga down like it's sport
Front on me, I'll cut ya, ya or bump 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 the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my shit then they me
I up around some niggas that's not my homies
Hundred G's I stash it (what), the 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 your mama out your casket, bastard
I'm on the level, right lane forget bezzle
Benz pedal to the metal, than a tea kettle, god (what)

(1st time 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, burn and
When gangstas bump my shit, can they my hunger?
When the 5th kick, quick, it sounds like thunder
In December I'll make your block feel like
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 I'll crush ya, thinking I won't touch ya
have 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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