Luyện nghe bài hát Gansta'd Up

[Chorus: 50
Ain't it how crazy 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 been through that made my heart turn cold i
"G'd Up",Im a gangsta ya find out fo sho if u eva step on my toes I stay "G'd Up", im
hanigin' out tha window wit that AK fillin ya ass wit holes

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

[Lloyd
lil nigga I dun paved the way,yall should e'm,but if u think otherwise bring ya boy over
so i could spank e'm,ill put a end to your career bitch (bitch),before u speak on 50,buy
fourty in a spare clip, these niggaz gassed up gettin to 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 they'll throw something at ya, round here niggaz die off hydro and even it aint tha
4th of July it sound like pyro,u smart enuff to creep n lay ur brains 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 away like a beat from Dr.Dre we takin' 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 just pop another n smoke
up a half a gram,i would hop in my Impala and ride all tha night that gave my homeboy
life so when u do it do it right,my fingernails still filled with cocaine residue,i got
tha heart to go bust me ahead or 2 (fo sho)no soulution u think we hollerin n hooptin'
until u wake up n u gotta here about these shootings,i take a 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 your guns do tha the graveyard has got plenty room for a
coffin (haha)they say we responsible for boostin tha crime rate they say we tha these
young niggaz is buying weight but im gonna keep this glock on my waist till my its
"Nuttin But A G Thang" And Dr.Dre