Luyện nghe bài hát Gansta'd Up

[Chorus: 50
Ain't it amazing how crazy the hood dun made me feel 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 gangsta ya find out fo sho if u eva step on my toes I stay "G'd Up", 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 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, spary, bust back or run away, niggaz 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 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 world turn, i've seen it all
clear so i keep my pistol near,hearts full 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 nigga I dun paved the way,yall should thank e'm,but if u think otherwise bring ya boy
here so i could spank e'm,ill put a end to your career bitch (bitch),before u on 50,buy
fourty in a clip, these niggaz gassed up gettin to used to rap like i wont give
them more blood 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 July it sound like pyro,u smart enuff to creep n lay ur brains down the pound will
u down like tha young James Brown (yeah) i know im hot but hey (hey) im icy to rocks will
hit u from a block away like a beat Dr.Dre we takin' over this year case tha soldiers is
here 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 tha night that gave my homeboy
life so when u do it do it right,my fingernails still with cocaine residue,i still got
tha heart to go bust me ahead or 2 (fo sho)no other soulution u we hollerin n hooptin'
u wake up n u gotta here about these 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 beef my nigga then let your guns do tha talkin' the has got plenty room for a
coffin (haha)they say we responsible for boostin tha crime rate say we tha reason these
young niggaz is buying weight but im keep this glock on my waist till my dyin'days its
"Nuttin But A G Thang" And Dr.Dre