Luyện nghe bài hát Gansta'd Up

[Chorus: 50
Ain't it amazing how the hood dun made me feel like my emotions are froze i stay "G'd Up", its
tha things tha i dun seen and the shit ive through that made my heart turn cold i stay
"G'd Up",Im a ya find out fo sho if u eva step on my toes I stay "G'd Up", when im
hanigin' out tha window wit that AK ya punk ass wit holes

[50
Cocaine, heroin, extacy, marijuana, a mule on that from NY to Carolina, paper
chase different name, same face dont a case, my road dogs on parole his baby gurls 4 years
old, we tha block pistol cop, u could shoot or get shot kill u for ur crack spot take
everything your ass got, semi-automatics spary, bust back or run away, niggaz in tha
hood we'll this another day, in November u make my shit, u should b dead, if u can catch a
Christmas,ill u a gift,niggaz will come and leave yo ass twisted,them hollowtips shells
burn baby burn,see niggaz get merked up,N babies born make tha turn, i've seen it all crystal
clear so i keep my pistol near,hearts never of fear homie i stay well aware of whats goin
around me muthafuckas want me dead i go wit a smile on my face,witness my kid

[Lloyd
lil I dun paved the way,yall should thank e'm,but if u think otherwise bring ya boy over
here so i could spank e'm,ill put a end to your bitch (bitch),before u speak on 50,buy
fourty in a spare clip, these gassed up gettin to used to rap like i wont give
them more blood clots than supercat,niggaz will snatch ya im like a bat ill give em
signs and throw something at ya, round here niggaz die off hydro and even when it aint tha
4th of July it sound like pyro,u smart enuff to creep n lay ur dumb down the pound will
spin u down like tha young James Brown (yeah) i know im hot but hey (hey) im icy to will
hit u from a block away like a beat from Dr.Dre we takin' over this year case tha is
here everyone its a scare (yeah)!

[Young
my popa bothered to show me what it was to be a man he just pop another bottle n smoke
up a half a gram,i would hop in my Impala and ride all throught tha night that gave my
so when u do it do it right,my fingernails still filled with cocaine residue,i still got
tha heart to go me ahead or 2 (fo sho)no other soulution u think we hollerin n hooptin'
until u wake up n u here about these shootings,i take a bullet from mah vooz n put tha
clip in my pocket i take another bullet im gonna pull it and pop it (bllaaatt)and if
its beef my nigga then let guns do tha talkin' the graveyard has got plenty room for a
coffin (haha)they say we responsible for tha crime rate they say we tha reason these
young niggaz is buying weight but im gonna this glock on my waist till my dyin'days its
"Nuttin But A G Thang" And Dr.Dre