Luyện nghe bài hát Gansta'd Up

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

[50
Cocaine, heroin, extacy, marijuana, a on that greyhound from NY to Carolina, paper
chase name, same face dont catch a case, my road dogs on parole his baby gurls 4 years
old, we play tha block pistol cop, u could shoot or get shot u for ur crack spot take
everything your ass got, semi-automatics spary, bust back or run away, niggaz in tha
hood we'll handle this day, in November u make my shit, u should b dead, if u can catch a
Christmas,ill send u a gift,niggaz will come and leave yo ass twisted,them shells
burn burn,see niggaz get merked up,N babies born make tha world turn, i've seen it all crystal
clear so i keep my pistol near,hearts never full of fear homie i stay well aware of goin
around me want me dead i go wit a smile on my face,witness my time 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 spank e'm,ill put a end to your career bitch (bitch),before u speak on 50,buy
in a spare clip, these niggaz gassed up gettin to used to rap like i wont give
them more clots than supercat,niggaz will snatch ya im like a bat catcher ill give em
signs and they'll throw at ya, round here niggaz die off hydro and even when it aint tha
4th of it sound like pyro,u smart enuff to creep n lay ur dumb brains down the pound will
spin u down like tha young Brown (yeah) i know im hot but hey (hey) im icy to rocks will
hit u from a block away like a beat from Dr.Dre we over this year case tha soldiers is
here everyone knows its a (yeah)!

[Young
my popa never bothered to show me what it was to be a man he pop another bottle n smoke
up a half a gram,i would hop in my Impala and ride all throught tha night that my homeboy
life so when u do it do it right,my fingernails still filled cocaine residue,i still got
tha heart to go bust me ahead or 2 (fo sho)no other u think we hollerin n hooptin'
until u wake up n u gotta here about shootings,i take a bullet from mah vooz n put tha
clip in my pocket before i take another bullet im pull it and pop it (bllaaatt)and if
its my nigga then let your guns do tha talkin' the graveyard has got plenty room for a
coffin (haha)they say we responsible for boostin tha rate they say we tha reason these
young niggaz is buying but im gonna keep this glock on my waist till my dyin'days its
"Nuttin But A G Thang" And Dr.Dre