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 been that made my heart turn cold i stay
"G'd Up",Im a gangsta ya out fo sho if u eva step on my toes I stay "G'd Up", when im
hanigin' out tha wit that AK fillin ya punk ass wit holes

[50
Cocaine, heroin, extacy, marijuana, a on that greyhound from NY to Carolina, paper
chase different name, same face dont catch a case, my road dogs on parole his gurls 4 years
old, we play tha 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, talkin in tha
we'll handle this another 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 hollowtips
burn baby burn,see niggaz get merked up,N babies born make tha world turn, 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 me dead i go wit a smile on my face,witness my time kid

[Lloyd
lil nigga I dun paved the way,yall 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 clip, these niggaz gassed up gettin to used to rap like i wont give
them more blood clots than supercat,niggaz snatch ya im like a bat catcher 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 brains the pound will
spin u down like tha young James Brown (yeah) i know im hot but hey (hey) im icy to rocks
hit u from a block like a beat from Dr.Dre we takin' over this year case tha soldiers is
everyone knows its a scare (yeah)!

[Young
my popa never bothered to show me what it was to be a man he just pop bottle n smoke
up a half a gram,i would hop in my Impala and ride all throught tha night that gave my
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 soulution u 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 before i 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 for boostin tha crime rate they say we tha reason these
niggaz is buying weight but im gonna keep this glock on my waist till my dyin'days its
"Nuttin But A G Thang" And Dr.Dre