Luyện nghe bài hát Gatman And Robbin

Gee wilikers, Gatman, they got me
I'm on my way

I got a
There's a problem, I'ma it
A nigga movin'
a big ass revolver

And a man
What the fuck, are you
You Shady, I'll leave you dearly departed
They say

Robin, Cagney and Lacey, 50 Cent and Shady
The worst, baby, put your hands on my peoples, react crazy
Put a hole through ya front and ya back

But dude, if you try me, I'll have ya ass up to an IV
I'll no witnesses when I ride B
You with me, you'll see

I'll react like an animal, I'll you apart
If a was murder, I'd major in art
Niggaz knew I wasn't wrapped too tight start
But bein' a little off, me on top of the charts

So, you take the with the bad, I guess
Level three plate on my chest
And my cock back, hollow tip in the
Danger, anger change ya
And make ya aim and squeeze

I got a
There's a problem, I'ma it
A nigga movin'
With a big ass

And a
Motherfucker, you
You 50
I'll leave you departed

We're away from a beef, in which clearly you started
I said we're walkin' away, did you hear me? You be thankful
we ain't beefin', we're still breathin' and just leave it at that
'Cause if me and 50 and G-Unit hop back in that Bat
It gonna be no more rappin', it's gonna be brat

Retaliation will be like them Shi'ite attacks
Some along the line, it's like me and 50 made a pact
He's got my back, I got his, back,

It's almost like we're kinda Siamese twins
when we beef we pull each other in
To the bullshit like we're at the hip
just unavoidable, some of this shit is washable
And some shit never boil up

And of it will just simmer at best
If left alone, we'll let it be, no, won't be no sit downs
With no Ray Benzinos, there will no peace with me
There ain't gon' be no friendly debates crumpets and tea

Just quit fuckin' with me and I'll quit fuckin' with you
Just spit ya sixteen and do what you do to get through
Without mentionin' me and the machine or Jimmy and Dre and 50
Or D-Twizzie, Obie and just let it be or we'll be back a

There's a problem, solve it
A nigga movin'
With a big ass

And a man
What the fuck,are you
You touch
I'll leave you departed

Nigga, you get it twisted, you can get ya wig
I give a fuck, I don't care if police know I did it
Man, I hustle, I get money in the sunshine or a
I go hard for paper, homie, I just gotta get it

Got a money scheme, I'm plottin' in the county and I'm it
You cross me, you gon' a cemetery visit
gangsta, you know me I told it 'cause I live it
Shell cases drop, that chopper chop

Way up the block, get hit with copper
When the drama pop, the pop
And it won't stop, you can run, call the
say no, nigga's know how I be on it

That shit you got, put my to you, I want it
It's not a game, perfect aim, you the flame
Up against ya brain, man, it's so hot I'll make ya it rained

I got a
a problem I'ma solve it
A nigga movin'
With a big ass

And a man
the fuck, are you retarded?
You touch
leave you dearly departed